Middle of Nowhere (Part 2)
We were broken down in the middle of the jungle with no hope of getting out. It was nothing short of a miracle to get to the next village. It took a miracle and all of us working together.
We were broken down in the middle of the jungle with no hope of getting out. It was nothing short of a miracle to get to the next village. It took a miracle and all of us working together.
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.
The other day in Singapore I was listening to Heidi Baker speak. Many things inspired me during her preaching and praying, but one comment really struck me. She was talking about how people are so particular about tithing that they forget what God called them to do.
Benny is an absolutely amazing individual. I was enthralled by him and his message. His music is beautiful and he oozes creativity. He is also an extremely funny guy. He jokes about playing the guitar and sharing the gospel in places such as Libya, Iran, Saudi Arabia and Somalia even though it could have cost him his life.
Heidi Baker: The by-product of a life humbled to Jesus Christ in utter dependence of him has led to now more than 12,000 churches started. More than 1,000 churches started among a people of a radical and violent faith. They are feeding and caring for more than 10,000 children in dozens of children’s homes in Mozambique and other nations in Africa.
When I was in the T’moan village two of the boys were telling me about their experience a few months ago of being hit by lightning.
Without studying history, or paying attention to the current news, you may think that all nations in the world have always existed and will last forever. In fact, the fall of great empires only takes a moment in the scope of history.
I only had a borrowed six inch portable DVD player with me, so I set it up on my truck. I plugged it into the cigarette lighter on my truck and about 150 people sat on the ground staring at a six inch screen for exactly one hour to watch the movie.
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.
“If there was no January 7, there would be no Cambodia today.” –Prime Minister Hun Sen, Commander of the Cambodian forces.