Early Wednesday morning, a contingent of Evangelical Church leaders joined our group to travel in a convoy of two vehicles out past Karoi to the site of an old mission station, now a scattered ruin of debilitated and destroyed buildings, where a school was begun, a Bible college established, a clinic built … and a church given birth.
A small clinic, struggling to operate without running water and adequate amounts of necessary drugs and materials represented the only evidence of resuscitation. The congregation of people who gathered for an impromptu four-hour long service was the only evidence of what had survived the passage of the years and socio-economic ravages afflicting the nation in the previous three decades.
Returning to the mission station site brought back a flood of memories for those of us in our group who had lived there.
This was particularly true for Wilf Strom, a veteran missionary traveling with us, who saw the remains of the house he and his family had lived in and looked for the spot where he and his wife had laid one of their infant children to rest.
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