A Poisoned Dart
It was back in the early ’70s. The initial contact with the Nukak didn’t go as planned. Though Danny Germann was pleased at the seemingly smooth exchange of gifts — the accompanying poisoned dart in his neck wasn’t quite so pleasing.
It took time to earn the trust of this remote tribal group whose previous contacts with civilization too often ended with gunshots. But Danny and Marilyn Germann fell in love with the Nukak people, so much so, that when urgent personnel needs made it necessary for the Germanns to leave, Marilyn cried for two weeks.
“If she’d realized we were leaving forever, she would have cried for a month,” Danny told me, after sharing that personnel needs and security concerns in the region, prevented their return.
Another Team, Another Opportunity
Years passed, security concerns went away, and a new team is learning the language.
And Danny and Marilyn? They pray for this team, and look to the day when the Nukak will hear the gospel message and become their brothers and sisters in Christ. What a day of rejoicing that that will be!
A Story of Hope
This is the backstory for an upcoming trip I’m making to to Colombia.
I’ll be visiting this new team among the Nukak, observing and asking questions, so that I can come back and tell their story. A story of how God continues to place missionaries among the Nukak despite numerous obstacles and setbacks along the way. And a story of hope for the Nukak.
Pray for me as I take this trip — and pray for the Nukak to one day soon hear the gospel message.