We apologize for not updating sooner; however, as we mentioned, we spent two weeks in a remote area. We did not have electricity, drinking water, cell phone reception, etc.
We returned from Amaya (the village in which we stayed in the Pokot area) late Saturday night. Then, Sunday morning, Phil preached in the two services in the AIC Kijabe church. As you can imagine, we are a little tired.
As this week will be a little bit slower, we will try to share one story from Pokot ever day for the next week...
As for today's story, I will share briefly about this picture:
On one of the first days in Amaya, we were greeted by this old man. His name is William. He was one of the first people to follow Jesus from this village nearly 40 years ago. He is a respected elder not only in the community, but also in the church.
Phil had noticed that all the Pokot men would carry these walking sticks everywhere they went. He asked one of the pastors if he should have one, and this man, William, just gave Phil his stick. Now if you are an American, you may not realize what this means. In the Pokot culture you are not really a man if you don't have a stick. By this man giving Phil his stick, he was welcoming him to his culture and saying that Phil is a respected man among them.
Now, William was a great help to us in more ways that we can explain on a blog. One of the very practical ways he helped us was with his 1980's Land Rover. Not only the team, but also Leah and I were in a few jams, but William and his old Land Rover came to the rescue...
You don't realize how much you really appreciate good jumper cables and a durable, dependable truck until your vehicle dies in the bush! It is totally dark, your vehicle is totally dead, you don't speak the only language the natives speak, you don't have a flash light because you never expected to be out that late, and you don't know the trails that cut through the bush back to your camp.
But God is good in all circumstances! The Lord brought someone along who would lead Phil and another girl back to camp while two others on the team stayed with the truck. After a 30 min walk back to the camp, Phil and a local missionary ran up the hill to find William who was getting ready for bed. But William was glad ti help us. He drove down to the broken down truck, gave us a jump, and helped get us out of a bit of a jam.
If you want to see God's hand in all things, one place you will see it is in the bush. There, you take absolutely nothing for granted. We were there for only 2 weeks and we have more stories than we could possibly share in a month of blogging!
Truly, we are feeling the drawing of God to work in such places! Oh that we might see His heart for those dwelling in utter darkness! Send the light!
May the Lord bless you and keep you.
We returned from Amaya (the village in which we stayed in the Pokot area) late Saturday night. Then, Sunday morning, Phil preached in the two services in the AIC Kijabe church. As you can imagine, we are a little tired.
As this week will be a little bit slower, we will try to share one story from Pokot ever day for the next week...
As for today's story, I will share briefly about this picture:
On one of the first days in Amaya, we were greeted by this old man. His name is William. He was one of the first people to follow Jesus from this village nearly 40 years ago. He is a respected elder not only in the community, but also in the church.
Phil had noticed that all the Pokot men would carry these walking sticks everywhere they went. He asked one of the pastors if he should have one, and this man, William, just gave Phil his stick. Now if you are an American, you may not realize what this means. In the Pokot culture you are not really a man if you don't have a stick. By this man giving Phil his stick, he was welcoming him to his culture and saying that Phil is a respected man among them.
Now, William was a great help to us in more ways that we can explain on a blog. One of the very practical ways he helped us was with his 1980's Land Rover. Not only the team, but also Leah and I were in a few jams, but William and his old Land Rover came to the rescue...
You don't realize how much you really appreciate good jumper cables and a durable, dependable truck until your vehicle dies in the bush! It is totally dark, your vehicle is totally dead, you don't speak the only language the natives speak, you don't have a flash light because you never expected to be out that late, and you don't know the trails that cut through the bush back to your camp.
But God is good in all circumstances! The Lord brought someone along who would lead Phil and another girl back to camp while two others on the team stayed with the truck. After a 30 min walk back to the camp, Phil and a local missionary ran up the hill to find William who was getting ready for bed. But William was glad ti help us. He drove down to the broken down truck, gave us a jump, and helped get us out of a bit of a jam.
If you want to see God's hand in all things, one place you will see it is in the bush. There, you take absolutely nothing for granted. We were there for only 2 weeks and we have more stories than we could possibly share in a month of blogging!
Truly, we are feeling the drawing of God to work in such places! Oh that we might see His heart for those dwelling in utter darkness! Send the light!
May the Lord bless you and keep you.
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