In the Mission Field

That Friday, I fixed broken doors, hinges, and any other small things I could find. In the meantime, it was being decided by all the parties involved that I would be returning with Pastor Peter on Saturday. I had no choice. I was disappointed, but what could I do? There were simply not enough finances.

The morning arrived quickly. We had packed the night before, and we were all on Simo's bakkie: Charlotte and their son Zachari-Paul who was on her lap next to Simo. Peter, Asher, David and I were on the back. We were pointing out interesting sites, trees, or unusual objects along the road. We did not see any animals. Simo had told us that animals were very scarce in the area as, during the war, all cattle and wild animals were caught and slaughtered for their meat.

As we were driving along we all became quiet and very solemn, each in our own world. David went to stand with Peter and Asher behind the cab. All of a sudden I saw the sky opening before my very eyes! The clouds parted, and the heavens were displayed before me in all of their splendor. I knew something big was going to happen. I then found myself asking God, Lord, why the exercise? The answer came immediately in a loud booming voice—almost like thunder, It was your obedience that was required.