Mexico or Bust!

“Through faith also Sara herself received strength to conceive seed, and was delivered of a child when she was past age, because she judged him faithful who had promised.”

Hebrews 11:11

I am well into my forties, and I could not imagine having a child at this age. I would not even be the one to give birth or carry the child, but the thought alone exhausts me. Sara was 90 years old when she gave birth to Isaac, and this was long before fertility drugs were available. God had promised Abraham his seed would as the sand in the sea and the stars in the sky.

My dad took us to Mexico City when I was fifteen years old to meet family members I had never met and to experience a cultural we were not familiar with. We visited several cities and travelled all around experiencing the cultural of the capital of Mexico. We had a lot of fun and learned much about our extended family and the traditions of the Mexican culture. The family we had never met were very kind and hospitable and treated us as if they knew us our whole lives. We celebrated New Year’s there, and the locals put on quite a firework display for all to see. We took many bus rides to get to various cities but there was one bus ride and stop that I do not believe I will ever forget.  

We were visiting a city and it was late into the night. We were on a bus heading home, but we had to make a final stop. At that stop, I looked out my window and saw a family settling in for the night at the bus station. The bus station did not have the amenities we have here in the states, and it seemed desolate and past its better days. The family had no place to stay for the night, and they seemed to be quite poor. They leaned up against each other and tried to get comfortable. The youngest was two or three years old and the oldest was around 11 or 12. I looked out my window and my heart was broken for that family. I tried to hide my tears as teenagers do, but I was overwhelmed by what I saw. 

I wiped my tears away from my face, and I started to pray. I asked God if He would allow me to marry Rebekah then I would come back to be a missionary to this city in Mexico. I was 15 and this seemed to be a shot in the dark, but just eight years and eight months later, I was married to Rebekah. I remembered back to the promise I made, and I used to get nervous every missions conference. I would think “Is this the time God calls me to be a missionary?” God at this time has not called me to be a missionary, but my heart is open to however he chooses to lead me. 

We cannot bargain with God as God’s ways are far above our ways. I know I am not the only one who has tried to bargain with God or make promises to Him. I have made many promises to Him that I have broken, but He has not broken a single one He has made to me. We must judge our God as faithful because He is One who cannot lie. His promises are true, and we must, by faith, take Him at His Word. 

Do you judge your God faithful, or do you waver on whether or not you will believe Him? Do you have the faith of 90-year-old Sara or do you lack the faith to even pray about it? God is a rewarder to those who judge Him faithful, and He will not waver on His promise. Who would think to have a child at 90? Who would wait patiently that long knowing God will keep what He has promised? May we see the great things God can do when we judge Him faithful to that which He has promised. God is always at work whether or not you see it, so judge Him faithful and know He will always keep His promises. 

Stay in the Fight!

Leave a Comment