His Ways are Higher

Hey everybody!!

Sorry it's taken me awhile to blog.  I'll try to catch you up on some of the highlights!

Usually flight stories are boring, but here goes mine.  First of all, I had a list of things I was praying for before I left for this trip.  One of which was to have someone to travel with.  I was reading back through my journal before I left, thinking about how God had answered ALL of my prayers but this one. In LA, as I was waiting to board the plane to Brisbane, I overheard a girl say something about PNG.  I went over and started talking to her, and turns out she and an entire group of college age students were on their way there to work with New Tribes.  We ended up flying all the way to Port Moresby together from LA.  On my flight into Brisbane, I sat by an Australian guy who helped me figure out what I needed to do once I got into the Brisbane airport (I would have been so confused otherwise.)  I thought God didn't answer that prayer. He did, but not how I expected.  His ways are just higher.

When we got to Kanabea a funeral was going on up in the cemetery.  We pulled up to the hospital, and all you could hear were people sobbing and wailing.  Mrs. Becky told me that the people believe that if you don't wail at someone's funeral that the spirit of the deceased will come back to haunt you. Thankfully some have received Christ as their Savior, and understand this isn't true.  Pray that more will come to know Him, and be free from this spirit of fear and bondage.

While at Kanabea, we were waiting to bring little Boaz back to the clinic.  Rachel S. had taken him there for more observation, after a large piece of fire wood had been accidentally dropped on him.  He didn't look or sound good at all, but yesterday he was walking around.  I think I even saw a smile on his face :)  God is still a miracle worker. This place is a constant reminder of that.  

This is my second night here and it feels like I was just here last week.  While we were singing in church tonight, my mind was flooded with memories from last summer.  I got to hug necks and shake hands that I thought I never would again.  It was one of those "I think my heart my burst" sort of moments.   I can't believe God brought me back.  It almost doesn't seem real at times.

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This morning Lynn came over to teach Rachel W. and I some Pigin.  I think my mind is full to overflowing with new words and phrases.  We'll pick up next week, and each Thursday after that.  I pray that I can catch on quickly.

We also had ladies meeting this morning.  It's always one of my favorite parts of the week.  Even though I'm still having a difficult time understanding everything that's said, it's good to just be with these ladies.  I look forward to the weeks ahead with them.

Til next time!