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Thursday, December 27, 2012

Back to T-mec

In order to get back to Temecula from Porvenir we have a myriad of checkpoints to pass through. Between the military checkpoint, border crossing, and border patrol check it can take anywhere from 30 minutes to 5 hours to get through them all. This time around however God was gracious and His sense of humor was apparent. 

We reached the military check and after claiming to speak only the minimal amount of spanish, to avoid extensive questioning, the officers came around to my door to look into the van. It was all of two seconds before they spotted my ukulele on my lap and were requesting a song. I had just been playing “Over the Rainbow” when we pulled up so I started strumming it and through my embarrassment and laughter I managed to get a couple oohs and words in. When I looked up to four iphones filming me I lost it and couldn’t sing anything else. So I passed my uke to one of the officers and taught him a C chord (you only need one finger) and he strummed it with a huge smile on his face. They handed back the instrument and waved us on without a single question or search into our creeper van. God’s sense of humor at work.

Our border crossing took a lot longer because of the Mexican Revolution holiday but I managed to entertain myself for the two hours by hiking up a hill next to the crossing, walking to buy a coke and find a decent baƱo, helping a guy sell his cookies and gum to cars driving by (I have a new respect for those people, it requires humility I don’t have), and by picking up plant clippings with a gardener that was beautifying the border. (I would like to mention that this was just girls... the lame boys were sitting in the car like nincompoops.) By the time I got back in the car I was ready to sit for a few minutes and pray our way through the border. We passed through with no complications and no questions. God’s graciousness at work.

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