Tecate, Day 3
[A]t the top of the hill, above the visitor’s center, where the team stays, sits the first of six building, the house we will work on for the kids in the area of Tecate, Mexico, who need a family and a home. Ken walks us through the structure: two children’s bedrooms, where there will be two bunkbeds in each; one bedroom and bathroom for the house manager; a bathroom for the kids; a study; a laundry room; and a spacious living room with a vaulted ceiling. The children’s rooms have wide doorways, with no doors, for safety. There will be six of these homes, each housing twelve children, with a house manager caring for them, in each. The campus will also include a kitchen and dining facility, where the children from the six homes will gather together and share meals. The vision put on Ken’s heart in 2006 for Mi Casa children’s home is being realized, and we have the privliege of taking a small part in it. . . and seeing God doing amazing things.
The task for our team today is to put up drywall and build the cement foundation to support the porch, which will cover the length of the front of the house. Inside, blessings are scratched into the cement foundation: “Lord, bless this house and the children in it. My hand in yours, God!” It is signed by Cendrine, one of the high school interns who has worked alongside Ken for the past year — coming on any school break she can — and befriended the kids from the orphanage. The framing is filled with scripture that teams and interns scrawled onto the wood with pencil. This is God’s house, Ken had told us when describing Mis Casa the first time we ever met him, back in the Bay Area. And the Father’s words sing His truth to all who pass through this doorway: “Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it” (Psalm 127:1).
The Lord is in this place, the team coming alongside each other to continue to build on God’s promise. We see Him here. We see him working in us, filling us with His strength to complete the tasks He has. We are humbled by the beauty of hearts here: Roberto down the road whose radiating smile distracts one from noticing the crutches that make it possible for him to walk — him letting our kids feed his chickens, play with the puppies, and play hide and seek around his house. High schooler interns work alongside our kids to build a playhouse, a project for them to work on when the work inside the Mi Casa house is too dangerous for them to enter in. We are blessed by Ken’s heart to help, to give, to invite each of us to work alongside our children, building on the foundation the Father already laid. We see you, Father. We are filled with Your presence here. We find You, and we continue to seek Your face.