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Jay | Susan | Alex | Beth | Samantha
December 11, 2013 7:51 pm
Published in: Family

Kijabe, as many AIMers have noted over the years means place of the winds.  A few days ago was an exception, the winds were calm, which was good. Alex did his physical fitness assessment for ROTC. He was already at a slight handicap since Kijabe is at almost 7000 ft above sea level and a headwind would have complicated the run.

One of Alex’s friends ran with him to pace him, and urge him on during the run.  Before things got going, though, Alex and Chris took a few moments out to pray. The adults were standing talking and the boys, young men really, took it on themselves to pray for each other for the run, and Chris for Alex to do well in the test over all.

Kipling’s Thousandth Man is a bit more frequent than one in a thousand at RVA.  This is a good thing.

Alex did well, by the way.

December 7, 2013 9:45 pm
Published in: Uncategorized

Today I have a plane full of Sudanese pastors who’re going home.  We’re at 13500 ft above sea level and the air is clear and smooth, a brilliant b20131109_175022lue above white clouds.   A couple weeks ago as I was driving to the airport the sky was grey and overcast.  “Cleared flight level 120 to the TMA boundary, statehouse departure, squawk 1074,” I read back to the tower.  On takeoff we fly over the Nairobi game park. “Look for zebras” I tell the passengers.  I’m busy turning back to the airport…crossing overhead runway 7 I turn to 290 and fly 13 miles out from the Nairobi VOR, then turn on course.  As we come over the runway we go into the clouds and the world goes grey.  A few minutes later we break out on top of the clouds and its clear and blue and beautiful.  Like today.

The plane is very full: twelve adult pa20131125_114509ssengers, three lap-babies, and all of their luggage. I have stuff crammed all over the plane.  Passenger briefings take on new meaning when the passengers don’t speak English.  The briefing is more like charades.  I even wave at the doors like cabin staff on an airline.   At the village there’s a big welcome.  Relatives rush up and hug the men and women as they step off the plane.  I have to be a bit of a wet blanket and move people back from the stair so that the passengers aren’t at risk of falling off the plane into the crowd. Crowd surfing must have originated in Africa.

Tomorrow’s flight is a repeat of today.  There are 41 students to get home in the next two days.  AIM Air’s other caravan is coming tomorrow to join in the flights.  The distances are….long.  Today’s flight took me over 930 miles and about five and a half hours of flying.  The alternative for the students would be as much as two weeks of ground travel, maybe more.  I was doing a flight a couple weeks earlier, when I took two ladies back to their village.  They had walked over 60 miles, most of it over flooded roads under as much as three feet of water, to get to the training session I was flying people back from.  They were very grateful for a plane ride home.

There’s a hunger for the gospel and God herein Africa, especially South Sudan it seems to me.  One of the men on the flight today is going to walk back to the Nuba mountains, he told me.  North Sudan bombed those mountains a couple years ago to drive the Christians out.  Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, For they shall be filled. Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.  Matthew 5:6 and 10.