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In April 2013, I arrived in Milwaukie, Oregon after spending 3.5 years on the mission field in Northern Baja Mexico. Soon I discovered God's purpose in bringing me to Oregon...the homeless community.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

God's Smuggler

Yesterday, I volunteered to go into the states to pick up some milk and a few things. I knew I needed to jump in as soon as possible and take advantage of the of the experience of some of the volunteers while I have the chance. Turned out to be very adventurous. I thought I would be going to Costco and picking up some milk and a few food items. No, no, no. I followed my neighbor at the orphanage,Jarilyn in my van. With me was a gal named Jennifer that 's a nurse and volunteers at clinic down here. Anyway, first we go to a restaurant. We knocked on the back door, walked into their walk in refrigerator and picked up 15 gallons of milk. Next, we drove to a park where some Christians met us and filled our vehicles with huge bags of rice, beans, powdered milk, and boxes of potatoes. We picked up supplies for two other orphanages besides. Then a lady comes up to me and ask if I would find the house in the picture she is showing me. She says that is located on the same road as the orphanage. She asked if we could go to this house and tell them that a team of people bringing them food on November 7th. They have no address or phone so this was the only way to get word to them. (Very missionary:) Next we drive all of our food to the storage unit in Chula Vista because we're told to bring just a few items back over into Mexico. Then two guys from the orphanage show up at the storage unit to tell us that they came from two different border crossings to find out which would be the best one for us to cross. One border was only allowing very few items to come over with a single lane to wait in. The other border seems to have many lanes open and letting more items through. Then the guys from the orphanage proceed to tell us that we can take lots of things over because we are Americans and they were confident that we wouldn't get pulled over. They did however, tell us to get our cars washed so that the border wouldn't be suspicious of us coming from Mexico. They told us that we need to go in through Tecate which one of us had ever gone before. We called DJ after we stop for lunch and he says he would feel better if I went back to the storage unit and lightened my load for traveling. They were very concerned about me getting pulled over in my van for bringing so much food over. Apparently, the rules change, but as we understood it today, we should only be bringing $50 worth of food per person in the vehicle. So after we got the van load made lighter, we got gas for the cars and did not get them washed as suggested. We headed towards Tecate and crossed over with no problems whatsoever,except that we lost the friend that we were following and her cell phone quit working. So, Jennifer in my car said just keep going south and west until we find something familiar. We did and we made it back. When we got back our friend that was lost was already back too! I felt like God's smuggler.

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