Mexico Border Wall
Part of the existing border wall between the United States and Mexico. (Photo courtesy of UC Berkeley College of Environmental Design)
My wife Karen and I spent 7 years running an orphanage in Piedras Negras, Mexico.
We have held babies, whose parents died trying to get their children to safety.
We cared for a child that was afraid to get on a van, because he thought the cartel that his Mom sold drugs for would see him and kill him.
We have talked to a Mom who said the cartel would kill her family if she didn’t traffic their drugs.
We have driven children to school so they would not walk by the cartel’s SUV that parks between the orphanage and the highway.
We have been 20 feet from a truck that had military machine guns drawn on it.
We have been in the shoe store where one orphanage worker had to get down on the floor to cover some children as her husband drove others to safety as bullets were flying.
We have seen the debris from hand grenades thrown into the local news agency.
We have eaten in the restaurant where an innocent bystander was shot by the cartel that was trying to kill government officials inside.
We have seen heads hanging from bridges.
We have driven by empty houses where the cartel had killed entire families.
We have been to the town where 300 people were massacred, some just because they had the same last name of rival cartels.
We have been in the prison where there was a jail break of over 100 cartel members which resulted in all-out war in the streets.
We can assure you it is real.
If it makes us liberals to care, then guilty as charged.
Former missionaries Karen and David Glenn Smith live in Dewy Rose, Ga. This post is republished with their permission from Facebook.