Tanks

After a winding 10 minute drive off the highway you come upon a few scattered huts and a building site for a new church.  Park the car and walk a few 100 yards on a little dirt path.  You may be greeted by some children along the way.  Pass two small shack homes turn right into the third home, walk to the back and under a mango tree is a rickety bamboo bed.  Wait a few minutes while the women and children are collected, and then have Bible study.  I get to do this every Tuesday morning!

I am amazed each time I sit under this mango tree, brushing off ants and wiping sweat off my brow, that I get to introduce these women and children to their Creator.  Others have come and shared, some Korean missionaries are building a Church, but when you ask these women, this is the first time they are understanding who God is and that He created them and loves them.

Words can't express what runs through my head when I contemplate this reality.  What a privilege to sit with these women and children and tell them a truth from Scripture wrapped in a story.  What a honor to pray for them and with them.  What a joy to see their faces light up with understanding.

These faces, these lives, these souls need to know Jesus!