He closed with, “We’ll see what happens tomorrow.”
You know as well as I that it does not take long for well laid plans to fall apart. I remember my plans for ministry in Colombia South America. I wanted to join missionary co-workers in remote areas and begin learning a tribal language, sharing the Gospel, translating Scripture and seeing a tribal church planted. […]
In the encroaching darkness he saw the silhouette of a man sitting in the dirt, bent over a book. Then he noticed that the man was not alone. Three small children knelt before the man, each with a finger pointing to the details of the picture on the page that was opened before them. A month prior, Bulu was illiterate, but now is starting to be able to read.