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It was another beautiful, sunny morning. Lem and I had made plans to catch an early taxi on Monday, which bought us another day with the Lesotho Flying Pastors […]
Finding home in God.
“All right, I’d like everyone to share their name, their major, and where they’re from,” my professor said with a smile. It was a new semester at college, and I was sitting in one of my Bible classes when the inevitable “where are you from” question popped up, instantly filling me with […]
The crucial role MAF plays in Outdoor Education.
We sit in a circle on the damp grass, the smell of woodsmoke cutting through chilly mountain air. As we play a wild game of duck-duck-goose, laughter and excited shouts bring more and more kids running to join our group. These Papuan children and I don’t speak the […]
My Last MAF Adventure
As the sun rose in glimmering shades of gold and orange, my dad prepped the Kodiak for take-off. I strapped myself into the front passenger seat, the engine a powerful hum through the cockpit. We taxied down the runway and rose up into the clouds, bound for the hamlet of Mulia, located […]
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Saturday – Early morning interlude
Every time my tummy rumbled during the night, I wondered if the papa-cooked-over-a-dung-fire was going to create a desperate situation for me. Now, at 5 a.m., I was […]
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Friday – late afternoon
Once the rain died down, we walked back to the middle cluster of homes. There was some activity there now. The pastors found a man willing to offer us lodgings for the […]