Friday, June 22, 2012

Last Day in Mexico: Post One

Buenos Tardes from beautiful Tapachula. We are on our last day and just two blog posts away from the plane ride home. We have just come back to the apartment to pack and shower before doing our last devotion and saying goodbye to the girls. It's gotten a lot harder to leave the girls each time to come over here. I didn't want siesta to end because that would mean that we would be heading into the last half of the day (not to mention when you are all cuddled up with them, you don't really want it to end).

This morning the girls finally went to school, but not before Torey led us in a devotion about our hands. She taught the girls hand motions for what our hands should be used for. They should be used for worship, hugging (or healing touch), and serving. I loved that she gave them something to take away from the lesson.

After the girls headed off to school, our team headed out on our adventure around the city. We went to the market (it was intense, people walk around carrying live chickens) then we went to a few other stores so we could get souvenirs to take home. We all got some great stuff: pottery, jewelry, and much more.

After our drive around the city we came back for our last meal at the home. Authentic Mexican food with rice and tortillas galore. We ended with a flan that one of the niƱos made (seriously, no words for how good it was). We ended the afternoon with our naps and enjoyed as much time as we could with the girls.

Even with the language barrier, we have learned so much about each one of them. We know parts of their struggles, needs, and what their hearts long for. They have considered us family from the moment we walked through the door. Not a second goes by without me hearing "Tia!!! Tia!!!"(which means aunt, or uncle if it's tio). They attach themselves to us, holding our hands, playing with our hair, and crawling all over us. Their love is unconditional and abundant (with the exception of a few from team trouble: fiesty). The next few hours will be difficult to say the least.

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