Pia, my homestay mom, came to visit. She wanted to show off her newest baby, her sixth! The baby boy, William Abona (pastor), was named after Pastor William.
And the best reunion... Well without a doubt, the best reunion happened that first Sunday when our Napep friends hiked the ten miles to Nagishot, surprising us at church.
The church service had already started when Tianne, Elly and I saw those familiar faces walking towards us down the trail. We couldn't stay seated, we didn't care if we were interrupting the service. We jumped from our benches, running to them as they ran to us. In the middle of church, with tears in everyone's eyes we all said, one time after another, how happy we were to see each other again. Our Didinga friends, kept repeating how they had prayed for our return. For once, the emotion was mutual - no longer one-sided. It was a very, very special moment!
With so many friends coming from Napep, the Nagishot church was over-flowing!
Small Friend
After church, we all caught up over a Didinga style rice potluck.
It was a great reunion!
On a sadder and slightly more ironic note - while we were all gathered at church and fellowshipping over rice, Martha, my dearest Napep buddy, was just outside the compound.
I am confident that our Lord is working in Napep. Hearts are softening. Lives are being transformed. However, some things have yet to change. That Sunday afternoon, I found my dear friend Martha in the small Nagishot marketplace. She was nine months pregnant, drunk and selling her home brew.
Remembering the mighty work our Father has done in my life, with a confidence in His love and perfect timing - I continue to pray for my dear friend, Martha. And maybe you could too...
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