I am perched on the bed, back at base after three days in a remote village called Nante. I am trying to tuck the warm blanket around my legs in such a way as to fool any stray mozzies into ignoring me. Being the cold, dry season, there are few around but I think I have had my first bite of the trip.
I am thankful that the hornet that flew out of the long-drop as I approached it yesterday was not angry! I wouldn't choose that kind of bite over a mozzie bite.
Four members of the team have suffered diarrhoea and three, vomiting as well. Two had really bad colds but I'm glad it wasn't a full team count on both!
Di Carss has returned home with the Rangiora part of the team so Ian and I are now the only two "new imports" 😊
That's the bad news - now the good news. Yesterday was our last day in Nante. This remote village is home to many people who have never seen a white face! The last village was also like that but when we arrived there, more babies cried when they saw us ☹️
On the way we saw a huge 'boma' - a traditional house - that man would have many wives, see below.
The church here is only one year old, the people converting from the local traditional African religion. For our visit they erected a shelter made of sticks and tarpaulins for the meetings.
The first day in Nante, I prayed for a woman who had a congenital cataract on the right, by the looks of it. A white patch covered the iris and the pupil. The other eye was fine. Her bad eye ended up being able to see far and near. Also, her headache went.
The next day she helped me pray with Ian and John Qubei for a man called Samuel who has been totally blind from birth; three local people testified to that fact. He had been led to the meeting by another young man called Ezekiel.
On our second prayer attempt, Samuel said to John (who was translating) that he could see his face. After the next prayer he was able to count Ian's fingers correctly four times. Then we tested him with identifying colours - which he got right. When the teaching time came he was able to tell how many fingers I held up from about 8 metres away. Very exciting! There was huge rejoicing in the congregation.
We then taught them how to pray for the sick and got them started in small groups of three. About 24 were healed by that approach. Empowering the people is a lot better than trying to do it all ourselves. We left some very happy people but there is always the thought, "I wish we had more time to explain a bit more." Too difficult to impart 25 years of learning in 3 days.
Tomorrow we start a marathon of visiting 6 churches in 4 days. Fortunately there is the morning to get a bit of washing done! Helen
I am thankful that the hornet that flew out of the long-drop as I approached it yesterday was not angry! I wouldn't choose that kind of bite over a mozzie bite.
Four members of the team have suffered diarrhoea and three, vomiting as well. Two had really bad colds but I'm glad it wasn't a full team count on both!
Di Carss has returned home with the Rangiora part of the team so Ian and I are now the only two "new imports" 😊
That's the bad news - now the good news. Yesterday was our last day in Nante. This remote village is home to many people who have never seen a white face! The last village was also like that but when we arrived there, more babies cried when they saw us ☹️
On the way we saw a huge 'boma' - a traditional house - that man would have many wives, see below.
The church here is only one year old, the people converting from the local traditional African religion. For our visit they erected a shelter made of sticks and tarpaulins for the meetings.
The first day in Nante, I prayed for a woman who had a congenital cataract on the right, by the looks of it. A white patch covered the iris and the pupil. The other eye was fine. Her bad eye ended up being able to see far and near. Also, her headache went.
The next day she helped me pray with Ian and John Qubei for a man called Samuel who has been totally blind from birth; three local people testified to that fact. He had been led to the meeting by another young man called Ezekiel.
On our second prayer attempt, Samuel said to John (who was translating) that he could see his face. After the next prayer he was able to count Ian's fingers correctly four times. Then we tested him with identifying colours - which he got right. When the teaching time came he was able to tell how many fingers I held up from about 8 metres away. Very exciting! There was huge rejoicing in the congregation.
We then taught them how to pray for the sick and got them started in small groups of three. About 24 were healed by that approach. Empowering the people is a lot better than trying to do it all ourselves. We left some very happy people but there is always the thought, "I wish we had more time to explain a bit more." Too difficult to impart 25 years of learning in 3 days.
Tomorrow we start a marathon of visiting 6 churches in 4 days. Fortunately there is the morning to get a bit of washing done! Helen