Ten Little Indian Boys…

December 8, 2015

Ten Little Indian Boys…. …and eight little girls recently expressed faith in the Lord Jesus for their salvation. What a joy to hear that they know Jesus had died in their place, for their sins, and that they were trusting in Him. Please be praying for them, that they will grow in their knowledge of […]

People were praying…

November 9, 2015

…So I wasn’t very surprised when 9 ladies came filing in to the meeting house, but just breathed a ´thank you, Lord´. As I looked at the familiar faces, I wondered where each one was in their understanding of the gospel. An added blessing, was that Susana had just arrived the day before from a […]

Eager to Return

November 8, 2015

Summer, 2015 Heavily laden with Bible materials, food and gas, the various dugout canoes wound their way back to the villages, returning the Piapoco leaders home. Their time here was very encouraging, both for them and for us. Faithful men teaching others. They were learning deep truths about God that they had never heard, truths […]

El Comerciante

May 4, 2015

Blurting out obscenities, as he and his crew poled the large dugout canoe toward our port, the rugged comerciante (merchant) didn’t even know he was our answer to prayer. Even his swearing was music to our ears, since there had been no comerciantes come our way in months that dry season. Supplies were running crucially […]

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 […]

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 […]