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Musty Ol’ Missionaries

August 14, 2014

Wayne jarred me from my dozing to look out the plane window. Far below us was the winding Guaviare River along which we once lived. Gazing at it brought back many memories: family times, adjusting to tribal life and language, and finally the threats of danger that forced us out of the jungle area. But […]

Back to the Llanos

March 13, 2013

Time in the Llanos The Lord gave us a good trip out to the Llanos, or prairies, to visit the Piapoco people there. It was especially nice to have a ride out there with some friends, the Plett family, and for them to experience a little bit of village life. Most our time was spent […]

Jesus Died in My Place

November 12, 2012

Sitting under the shade trees, Wayne taught the Piapocos the lesson about Nicodemus´ nighttime visit to Jesus. Afterwards he gave the folks some time to think about the significance of being born again and to express what they believed. One Piapoco man shared that years ago he was baptized, but he didn´t understand what it […]

Passing on the Flame

September 28, 2012

We met Jim and Bev Feiker on our first Home Assignment in the Dayton, Ohio area. They helped to welcome us into the church family, and began a ministry of discipleship in our lives that continues today. The mentoring that Jim had done for Wayne now spills out onto the Piapoco believers. Jim´s focus on […]

New faces, new names

September 18, 2012

It seems I am always meeting new Piapoco ladies, and of course they are surprised to hear a white lady speak their language. Ladies in the tribal setting, ladies downtown, or even the family just behind our street whom I met while walking the dog. Their names don´t sound familiar, nor to whom they are […]

Thou shalt not fly…

September 15, 2012

While teaching from Exodus, Wayne was going through the Ten Commandments, when he noticed some questioning looks on some of the Piapocos´ faces. They kept repeating, `…not fly…not fly…´ When he said it again himself a couple times, he finally said it right, and the lights came on. `Oh, you were wanting to say, not […]

They call him Awichi

September 14, 2012

The little Piapoco kids are now quite used to seeing the white-haired man walk by their homes certain days each week. Respectfully, they call him Awichi, Grampa. `Where are you going, Awichi?´ they would call out, `Are you going to teach God´s Word?´ Wayne would affirm their questions and where he was going, even though […]