The T’moan people literally live in the middle of nowhere. They are 50 km (35 miles) to the closest village in any direction. Our journey there was uneventful, but our journey back brought us to utter dependence on God.
It is seven in the evening at the T’moan village. There are children playing outside running around little campfires. I am sitting in on a little log enjoying the nighttime noises with a little breeze keeping everyone cool.