To explain where I've been-
I spent the last week outside of Harlingen Texas, with our church's Senior High(I'm a college freshman). Mission Discovery provided facilities, we provided the cash for our stay, and the building materials. A lot happened on that mission trip, and at some point I may sit down and tell all of you about it, in some soul-stirring revelatory, opinionated post which covers immigration, the TX/MX border, compassionate capitalism over forced charity, and everything else.
As soon as I managae to figure it all out myself, that is.
I may tell you about helping college and high school students to build one of 5 16'x12'houses in the colonia of Reynosa, Mexico, for a Mexican family of 5. Yes, the father works, in construction, and makes enough to, until recently, live in a plywood shack. Now he lives in a well built plywood shack, courtesy of Community Church.
I may at some point tell of recent my struggle with my strong feelings against illegal immigration(legal immigration is ok in my book, but few have the opportunity), and rail against a problem with no apparent capitalist solution-an overcrowded nation with a poorly run government, and a severe lack of educated workers.
I may tell of how I steadfastly continue to favor private charity for relief effort over Socilized aid through taxation and redistribution.
I may tell you that the Rio Grande is no big deal.
I may tell you that I grew closer to Christ on this trip, and what an exceptional spititual experience it was.
I may tell you about haggling with the steet vendors(cool).
I may tell you about the Border Patrol's Beretta model 96's, and being the only one who knew what they were packing. Customs had Glocks, I didn't ask for a closer look[:D]
I may warn you not to drink the water, no matter HOW nice the restuarant is.
I may tell you about the tearful goodbye I said in broken Castilian spanish to 'our' family, and to their children, and of the love that grew between us over a week of humbling service for the poor.
I may do all of these things at some point, but right now, I just want you to know where I've been.
OK, so the post leaves you hanging, without any apparent reason for being, nor with any lasting conclusions reached on my part. It's a bunch of disjointed thoughts about my experience this week, which while exceptional, left me pensive and serious, and not quite so read to see the world in black and white. So sue me.[;)]
And, now for this post's only other reason for existing-
So, has anyone here been to Mexico?
Juggernaut