Tag Archives: mission aviation fellowship

Medevac to Bunia

A guest post by videographer Ron Wormser, who traveled to MAF’s Africa programs recently to capture footage of MAF in action.

“I can feel the bone below, but nothing above,” the surgeon reported, his probing fingers deep inside the thigh of a Congolese boy.

Bone shattered when the bullet struck and mushroomed inside the boy’s leg. Sadly, […]

Taking The Hill For The Lord

Editor’s note: While MAF aircraft land on hundreds of airstrips around the world, each airstrip has a unique story. This is the story of the Long Metun airstrip in east Kalimantan and was written in 1994 by former MAF pilot Dan Lenz. It chronicles the way that one determined village found just the right spot […]

We’re All On A Mission

I entered the village where the École des Femmes (School for Women) meets, and greeted the chief and the instructors. I had been invited to share a short message with the women. My missionary friend who runs the school had informed me that the women I would be meeting had already made professions of faith […]

Our Real Home

Where are you from?

A simple, innocuous little question, easy enough for most people to answer. Not so much if you were born in Singapore, hold an American passport, but have spent much of your life in Indonesia.

I’ll never forget being in Singapore a few years ago at the Night Safari, sitting with several hundred other […]

When Pigs Don’t Fly

Editor’s note: Over the past year, this blog has covered the numerous ways that MAF flies various animals like snakes, horses, alligators and, yes, even pigs. And while pigs are welcome passengers, they aren’t so welcome on airstrips due to the hazard they present pilots attempting to land the aircraft. In classic Paul Harvey style, […]

Walking Humbly

I had this pair of sandals. They were cute, comfortable and made of leather. And I just couldn’t take it anymore! The sandals were my breaking point. Like everything else in the tropics, they were moldy and if I had to clean them one more time, I was going to lose it. Surely my mold […]