It was like an amazing time machine where you didn’t even need fuel to travel long distances. There was no need to wait for connecting flights or slow buses, it was as easy as taking the guide’s hand and walking to the next stop. We could arrive at our destination on foot, others went running, and others even arrived via zipline! But this wasn’t just a game, it was serious business crossing the jungle to be able to share Jesus with those who hadn’t heard of him!
Our feet carried us excitedly to the first stop; the Rarámuris from the heights of the mountains of Chihuahua. We saw their customs, their form of life, and their need for God. Did I mention that this place was close to Venezuela? In the Missions Adventure everything is possible, and in about 2 minutes we were hearing true stories about anacondas and aboriginals. Not even India with it’s majestic Taja Mahal escaped our tour; there they have so many ‘gods’ I can’t even count them! I learned that in Chiapas they don’t just speak Spanish, but also Tojolabal. I learned that in Oaxaca there is a tasty food called memela and that they also need God, and I learned that there are groups like the Wixárika (or Huicholes) that have suffered persecution because of their faith.
Did I have fun? You bet I did! But even more than that I learned that I have something valuable I can share with others, I have Jesus. I can’t believe the day is almost over. All I can think is that Jesus needs to be known, here in my community or on the other side of the world where they don’t speak Spanish.
For me the Missions Adventure was more than just a fun day, I learned that I need to go, share, and embrace those who are in need.