I smiled to myself as our MAF airplane passed over the now familiar and yet still ruggedly beautiful mountains of the renowned Baliem Valley. I praised God for its wild beauty and the privilege of living and working in this historic area of missions. And then, I praised God for his faithfulness, because a year and a half earlier I was scared to death to move to Wamena. In fact, it was a huge step of faith for me to answer God’s call and move to this remote town in the Papuan highlands with my husband and two boys. I’d lived in Indonesia before, but never in an interior post. I’d always been on the coast in a bigger town where there were…well, options.

Linda and the woman she buys fruit from every week.

From the air, a view of the rugged terrain surrounding Wamena.