Ten years ago, a crack commando unit was sent to prison by a military court for a crime they didn't commit. These men promptly escaped from a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, still wanted by the government, they survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find them, maybe you can hire... The A-Team.Only, without prison...or the commando unit...or the cool jewelery, nutty hair-dos, or wacky egos (what a guy, that Murdock)...well, you get the idea.
Obviously, we will need your prayers.
We're heading to Agua Prieta, ME for a week long missions trip. From what I understand, the center there operates as an orphanage for a catastrophic number of children who haven't elsewhere to go. Evidently, Mexican orphanage law decrees that you must be willing to take enough children to populate a small South Pacific island only so long as you don't own the island or any other resources that could actually meet these kids' needs (as you can tell, when our church wanted to start one up with only twenty kids and several workers they were nearly banned). Ok...that wasn't really at all fair, so you should know that I am not a Mexican orphanage lawyer, a communist dictator passing myself off as a Mexican politicians, or in anyway a Mexican (I probably can't even spell 'si'...oops). The knowledge I have of both Agua Prieta and subverting the Mexican legal system arises second hand, so I apologize if I went too far.
I am looking forward, however, to getting my first hand dirty while laying blocks, mortar, and buried treasure on the construction site (I might even bring back pictures of the nefarious affair). Hopefully, we will do some good, fulfill some needs, and remind the children (and ourselves) that life can be much more than needs. There is potential for mystery, justice, love, and - if you're really daring - humor (though that is obviously one I need to work on). Peace.