Mexico

Day 5: Ambassadors and Builders 

We only have a couple of days left here in San Quintín, and the Lord continues to surprise us.

There is something about the final stretch of a mission trip. You feel the urgency. You look at the unfinished projects. You think about the conversations that still need to happen. You pray a little more intentionally. You work a little harder.

Our team has been pushing to complete what is in front of us before tomorrow, our last full day. The security cabinets for the workshop are nearly finished. Major painting projects are close to completion. Every brush stroke feels purposeful. Every screw tightened feels significant. These are not just construction tasks. These are investments into a ministry that will continue long after we head home.

And then, in the middle of it all, a brand new project came our way.

One of the church members needed help relocating her home. Not moving furniture, but moving the structure itself. We loaded the walls onto a flatbed trailer, secured them carefully, and drove them up and over the hill to a new property where she can establish her home for herself and her child.

Standing on that muddy hillside, watching our team lift, carry, steady, and reposition those walls, was a powerful moment. We were not just building cabinets. We were helping rebuild stability. We were not just serving a church. We were serving a mother and her child.

Even with rain coming and going throughout the morning, our evangelism teams headed back out into the neighborhoods. The dirt roads were still damp. The air was cool. But doors opened.

Many of us were invited inside homes. We prayed over families for health, protection, and provision. We prayed in living rooms. We prayed in kitchens. We prayed at doorways. There is something humbling about being welcomed into someone’s home and asked to speak to God on their behalf.

We also invited families to send their children to VBS in the afternoon, and again the response has been encouraging. So many children have come to hear the story of God. We sit on the floor with them, crayons scattered across tile, explaining truths that will echo far beyond this week.

But Wednesday night was something special.

Our team had the privilege of leading the entire church service. Pastor Jathan and the team partnered with a few of the church’s singers to lead worship. Spanish and English blended together. The room was full. Hands were raised. Voices were lifted. It was one of those moments where you remember clearly that the Church is far bigger than one language, one culture, or one country.

Pastor Kord, alongside his friend Joel Fink from Go Missions to Mexico, preached from 2 Corinthians 5 and 6. The call was clear. We are ambassadors for Christ.

As we sat in that room, looking around at Pastor Amador’s church family, that word felt alive. Ambassadors do not represent themselves. They represent the King. They carry His message. They reflect His character. They step into places on His behalf.

This week, that is what we have been doing. In workshops. In living rooms. On muddy hillsides. In children’s classrooms. On flatbed trailers. We are ambassadors.

Sunrise, God is moving through the people here in Pastor Amador’s church and community. Their faith is steady. Their hospitality is generous. Their prayers are persistent. We are not coming to rescue anyone. We are partnering with a church that is faithfully serving its community day after day.

Please pray for a strong final full day of ministry.

Pray that we would finish well.
Pray that conversations would continue to bear fruit.
Pray for the mother whose home we helped relocate, that God would provide stability and protection.
Pray for Pastor Amador and his church, that they would continue to stand firm as ambassadors in this community.

We are tired, but it is the good kind of tired. The kind that comes from pouring yourself out.

One more full day ahead. We are asking the Lord to do what only He can do.