Wallace’s Missionary Prayer Letter December 1, 2014 (Oct. – Nov. ‘14)
Dear Pastors, Churches and Friends,
December 1, 2014 (Oct. – Nov. ‘14)
Another year will be gone soon and we are excited to share about the ministry here later next year during our first furlough, if the Lord tarries. We rejoice in what the Lord has done in us, for us and through us in this metropolis. Thanks for your prayers & support that make this all possible. Because of your burden for the lost & your help in the ministry, the Lord is glorified and you have rewards awaiting you in Heaven!
Mexico again made news recently a few hours south of us in Guerrero due to the 43 students that were murdered. During the same time, it was discovered that three Americans were killed in Tamaulipas. The connection – orders from government officials. The corruption is all too common here and part of daily life. There are many “skeletons” in the closet of the current administrations. I was pulled over a couple weeks ago by the police just because he saw my Texas car plates. Even though I did nothing wrong, the officer told me I had two options: pay him a bribe or go to jail. By God’s grace and help, neither occurred. Praise the Lord! A missionary friend of mine happened to be close to our apartment last month and was threatened with a ticket by police. The reason – he stopped at a red light, impeding traffic of those behind him who wanted to run the red light. Though bad things are happening here, God is at work in a big way here (Romans 5:20). Speaking of driving, our son Stephen celebrated his 17th birthday since the last letter. We decided to treat him to a nice meal out. The 19 mile round trip took five hours with traffic.
We continue to see souls saved, baptized and discipled regularly. Amen! A young man named Davíd, a nephew of a man in our church named Ángel, had their young baby die last month. Later that night we had a ceremony in his uncle’s house. They do not embalm here so things must be done quickly. As his baby lay in a box with some common wild flowers that night, Davíd trusted Christ as his Savior. Glory to God! Ángel had another young family member die last year. Due to the shortage of cemetery space here in the city, bodies can only remained buried for 7 years before they did them up to make room for others. Families like that of Ángel are poor and can’t afford to rent multiple grave yard plots. That day we watched Ángel dig up the plot, bag up the bones of his other family member, and re-bury the remains in the same grave as Davíd’s baby. The week after the funeral, Davíd’s wife, Eva, came to our church, heard the gospel, and was saved. Hallelujah! Sometimes it is hard to understand why things happen, but God always has a purpose.
“Finally, brethren, pray for us, that the word of the Lord may have free course, and be glorified, even as it is with you.” (2 Thes. 3:1) We are “…your servants for Jesus’ sake.” (2 Cor. 4:5)
Bro. Mike Wallace and Family