The sight took my breath away. As I was getting back into my car, out of the corner of my eye, I saw what I thought was a Papuan man hunched over. But as he turned around and walked into view, I realized his body was grotesquely deformed. He had legs and arms that seemed somewhat normal, but his spine was curled into a hump, overtaking where his stomach and torso should have been. His head faced the ground and was crowned with tight gray curls. He only wore a gourd, as some Papuan men do, so every inch of his grotesque torso, or lack of it, was revealed. The sight so shocked me that I got into my car and burst into tears. I honestly could not believe he had lived so long like that. It broke my heart.
“being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge-that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.” — Ephesians 3:17b-19