An Apistle from Juarez

If you look closely at the New Testament, you quickly realize most of it is made up of letters. These letters were sent to churches and individuals about the work God was doing to grow the church and what was then a fledgling Christian faith. Most of the letters were sent by St. Paul, who felt God had personally sent him to share and spread the love of Christ throughout the known world.

This past week, we received letters from our missionaries who God sent to Proyecto Abrigo in Juarez to build houses for the poor. Trey Worley is the author of the letters. I hope they give you a feel for the work our church does in Mexico and call you into that ministry.


Letter One

The family we are working for told Kimberly Watson today that they are
so happy to get a new home as they hear their children all night
crying about how cold they are. It was tough to hear, but the reason
Proyecto Abrigo started. For the first time, I feel that we are
addressing the suffering. This will allow these children to sleep at
night without two layers of clothing. I am sure we will patch holes
tomorrow more than ever to make sure there is no draft.

We are having to wheelbarrow sand into the house to level the floor.
Seems a bit ridiculous to me to be shoveling so much sand when that is
all there is around here.

The work is so limited here now that three maestros (those who lead
our work groups)are splitting the wages of two. We plan to take a love
offering to pay them all in full if not more.

In bed by 9:00 both nights. Smaller group maybe? Rather than saying
that we are all old and boring, we are claiming the time change means
it is really 10:00 for us, plus the recent time change really means it
is 11:00.

Please thank everyone for the prayers. We feel them and appreciate the
efforts and support.

There has been no difference in this trip and previous ones, other
than us being on alert at all times

God Bless and see you soon…

Letter Two

Well we finished the house, no injuries, and it is still standing. The
team was very emotional at the dedication due to my emotions getting
the best of me when telling the family that it was my prayer and
blessing that their children would not have to cry about being cold at
night anymore. I couldn't help picture my children in such vulnerable
positions and being so helpless for them.

The family was speechless, but the tears that fell from Berta Reyes
Torres' eyes said it all. As we left, she ran to give Dave Neeley one
of the red roses she had growing in her flower and pepper garden. It
brought him to tears. The red rose symbolizing the love she had for
him and his hard work, the house symbolizing the love he had for her
and her family. Both the love of strangers bridged by the love of
Christ. It was a beautiful moment and one that will stick with me and
the team, but most likely Dave.

Jose Luis took us by the new church he built in Loma Blanca. The
beginning of his 500 person compound still standing nearby. Once his
vision of expanding a ministry that built hundreds of homes a year,
now only building the tenth house halfway through November. This
struggle and violence has dashed dream after dream against the rocks,
but they remain steadfast. The street vendors and a carnival continued
in a neighborhood we drove through on our way back to dinner. Jose
Luis and his family have not experienced the violence firsthand. They
just trust in the Lord to protect them and deliver them from evil.
Pretty simple right? You would think so. I guess it was for the 10 of
us. That is why we are here. FAITH.

Can't wait to see you all soon and begin the plans for next November's
trip.

Trey


Thanks to all ten of you; for your faith, your strength, your commitment and for sharing your experience with us. Your letters might just make the next testament.



Happy Thanksgiving,

John Mollet