Bogei Bogei Namona! (Good Morning!)

It was the morning after Christmas and all through the base not a creature was stirring not even a gecko except the team of Primary Heath care workers.
We hopped off the plane in Port Moresby by the grace of God with a visa for 60 whole days! And an expectation in our sprits for something great. We all piled in a van stacked on top of one another and the only thought in my mind is “ I have hopped inside a book!”
As I turned each page seeing the streets lined with dark colored faces, women carrying bags on their heads and Beatle nut markets lining the streets. My heart started to pound as I realized God had really done it! Our team is here!
The next chapter of the book starts at the village of Saroa, they invited us for the weekend. One hour out of the city we entered a new world, we were greeted with war crys and dancing and blessed with a feast. The village fought over who could house the white visitors. Between the bucket showers and amazing coffee I was able to sit and share stories with these beautiful people. They shared of the missionaries that had come before and the difference they made. God did so much that the picture of the pioneering missionaries still hung on the wall in honor. I learned that the village had been one of the first to receive the story of Jesus and had spread it to the neighboring tribes. Seeing this, God opened my eyes to seeing the difference it can make. I found that a lot of the youth had just recently come back to church and stopped living the city life. I felt moved to share my story of meeting Jesus, the story of the living water, and a new beginning, to encourage them in their new journey with God.
We did skits, sang songs, and we were taught the true meaning of generosity. They said we were and answer to prayer and I believe God wants to bring more missionaries there. One of many miracles we saw were children with severe infection in their eyes. As the kids sat on our laps we prayed for them because we lacked the medication to help. The next day we hiked to the top of the mountain to see the whole village the kids followed and their eyes were healed!

To end this last year with a bang as I watched fireworks go off from the roof top in PNG I thanked God for the miracle of earlier that day. We were struggling to get our visas into Indonesia but not only did God give us our visas on new years eve we personally got invited to sit and have a friendly chat with the head man at the embassy, with a smile of welcome, he blessed us with language books and our visas.
God is amazing and tomorrow we head to a village by boat with small medical supplies and a lot of love. Then off to Indonesia by the 4th of January, to really start the medical journey.
Please continue to pray for us as we inter an Muslim country not speaking the language, and inter an even poorer nation. Pray for are health and safety and that God would use us in mighty and magnificent ways.

Bogei Namnona! (Good Night!)