The Newest Scare Down Here...
This morning, we set about our normal Monday am routine. We dropped off the kids at school and headed over the border to buy the weekly supplies for the homes. We were delighted that the normal construction on the Mexican highways were suspended and that our crossing was short. We made great time...
Then George's mom called to ask about our kids and the apparent school closures in Baja California due to an enormous virus. All we knew was that when we dropped the kids off, the school gladly welcomed them for the day of instruction.
Over the next few hours things began to unfold. At one point I looked at George and said, "I feel like I'm in one of those Left Behind books" about the end times.
We'd also heard that the borders might be closing, which made us hurry a little more. We both wanted to get home to Mexico to be with our kids. It felt so surreal to drive through Tijuana.
When we came home, our GCH family (& our own 3 kids) was excited to see us and share with us all the details of the day. Honestly, it was so good to see them all safe and sound. The media has a way a creating panic in us, doesn't it?... until we see the truth for ourselves. At one point I said to George, "I'm so glad to be home"... he agreed.
We know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God has placed His angels around us and this place; And we choose to believe that the One who breathed life into us will care for us the way He sees best!
In the meantime, we followed "procedures" as mandated by the authorities. We will not be in public places with lots of people, the kids will miss out on school, and we'll wear a bunch of silly masks.
Mostly, thanks for praying! We know our existence here relies on Him and those who appeal to Him on our behalf!
Then George's mom called to ask about our kids and the apparent school closures in Baja California due to an enormous virus. All we knew was that when we dropped the kids off, the school gladly welcomed them for the day of instruction.
Over the next few hours things began to unfold. At one point I looked at George and said, "I feel like I'm in one of those Left Behind books" about the end times.
We'd also heard that the borders might be closing, which made us hurry a little more. We both wanted to get home to Mexico to be with our kids. It felt so surreal to drive through Tijuana.
When we came home, our GCH family (& our own 3 kids) was excited to see us and share with us all the details of the day. Honestly, it was so good to see them all safe and sound. The media has a way a creating panic in us, doesn't it?... until we see the truth for ourselves. At one point I said to George, "I'm so glad to be home"... he agreed.
We know beyond a shadow of a doubt that God has placed His angels around us and this place; And we choose to believe that the One who breathed life into us will care for us the way He sees best!
In the meantime, we followed "procedures" as mandated by the authorities. We will not be in public places with lots of people, the kids will miss out on school, and we'll wear a bunch of silly masks.
Mostly, thanks for praying! We know our existence here relies on Him and those who appeal to Him on our behalf!