Then with fake money in hand we moved to room #4 – time to get our passports, airline tickets, a Dr. check up and fill out mounds of paper work! We moved from station to station completing these tasks.
We arrived out back behind the church where tiki torches were lit and a bonfire was going.
Around the campfire one missionary shared his struggles – his ups and downs of his 20+ years of missions work. Our hearts were warmed with inspiration. I was thankful that my children could experience such a neat journey and have their eyes opened to the fascinating stories of these courageous men and women of faith.
I know that the kids of our age adore Lebron James and Hanna Montana…but can I just say – these heroes do not compare to the real heroes that stood before us that night. These brave and noble missionaries are the true heroes.
John 3:30 “He must become greater, I must become less.”NIV