August 2
We paddle a skiff to a small island of Panama. We walk a
trail to some huts. Clothes hang on racks, chickens mill about but not a soul
in sight. It is eerie. Now I have an inkling how missionaries must feel going
to a remote area to share the Gospel. Their faith must be bigger than their fears.
“Go therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost: teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and know I am with you always, even to the end of the world.”(Matthew 28:19-20)
from Go Figure America.blogspot.com
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