I saw four ladies sitting on the mat on the sand. I sat with them, smiled and then they smiled back. I again smiled to them and they smiled again too. After that we all giggles and laughed, because we didn't know how we would be able to understand each other but yet wanting to. Then I said, Ning pointing to myself and they do the same too. Then I asked them if they wanted prayer for sickness trying to explain it to them by action. I ask them if they had pain in the stomach and I tried to dramatize it to them.
One afternoon while on the Iris base, I took the Wiffle ball bat and balls I had brought over to the boys dorms to play some Wiffle ball. After humoring me for a bit with my American game, some of the boys taught me their version of baseball, which they called "Circular." It was touching to see how they wanted to include me and make sure I felt welcome to play.
One morning while in the bush in Palma, my wife and I prayed with a local pastor, and a young boy named A'Tony. While quietly praying, I noticed that tears started to form in A'Tony's eyes. Although the language barrier made it difficult to ascertain, I believe they were tears of joy, and A'Tony was thankful to have us their praying with him. To be honest, I don't think it matters what caused the tears – because I could tell that A'Tony appreciated our presence, no matter what emotions he was feeling at the time. ~Charles
When we arrived in Pemba, Mozambique at Iris Ministries, we found out we were going to our outreach in the bush in the morning with little time to prepare. We were told it would be a 10-12 hour ride to our location. I must say I was intimidated to ride on the back of a flatbed semi-truck for this length of time but thought I would trust God. The trip was more difficult than I had previously thought and I injured my back due to a quick stop we made. I had trouble straightening up all the way and I could no longer twist from side to side without tremendous pain. It got so bad that when we went to bed that night, I could not turn over in my sleeping bag or sit-up without help.
This is the day that our team returned from the bush-bush to the Iris base. We'd been travelling for about 7 hours when we came upon a serious crash, a HUGE semi-trailer, turned over and one man seemingly dead inside the cabin and one man still alive but trapped as his leg was tightly stuck in the door frame. His leg was visible on the outside of the door as he lay on his stomach in the inside of the tractor trailer. We stayed there for 45 min in all. After the initial 15 minutes, our driver wanted to leave the scene and go back to the base.