26 August 2007

Finding Our Friend, Part 6: Conclusion

Collins in front of our bus at Kainuk, our half-way stop for a snack and toilet break.



Collins and Kim near Kakuma town and the refugee camp. We'd gone for a stroll early in the morning to avoid the heat of the day.


Sure, our journey to see our friend, Mark Deng Deng Meyer had numerous difficulties associated with it – the heat, the dust, the mud, the long uncomfortable and crowded bus rides, mosquito and spider bites, disgusting toilets, etc. However, compared to the plight of Mark and all the tragedies he’s suffered … our inconveniences were nothing!

Without a doubt, I cannot begin to imagine what it would be like to be in Mark’s shoes for the past ten years! My hat’s off to him. He’s a survivor and he’s overcome all the odds. I greatly admire him!


“Know this for sure, God is never interested in cutting corners, rushing things, or “foam padding” the crosses upon which His disciples are to deal with their self-life. Thank God that Jesus didn’t come to rescue us with the least time, effort, and devotion possible. Thank God He poured every last fiber of His being out for us.” (John Marquez, Christ-Life Ministries)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey Deb...
What a story! Very well done! You have painted a vivid picture that includes , not only sights, but many sounds and smells, and most of all, the stark realization of a life that most will never know except through a venue such as this. I can't begin to imagine how encouraging your trip must have been to Mark. I thank God for your perserverance and obedience to God's will in your life. Our group (without me) will be heading your way soon, September 12th. I think the mission of this trip, more than any other, is one of encouragement to Bishop, his wife and family, and the entire Gospel Lighthouse congregation. Please join me in prayer for them.
Keep up God's work...bless you!
Love from Kentucky...
Wafula

Anonymous said...

As I read of some of the places you stopped at I was reminded of one or two places I was at in Kenya, especially the latrines -- pretty bad, aren't they?

But the story itself reminds me of how good I have it. I have family, friends, and I don't know anything about war, privation and living in a refugee camp. This I can only imagine. Thanks for sharing this story.

And thanks for sharing how God went before you to help you find Mark.

Ben Watson
Madison, Georgia

Anonymous said...

Deb,
I very much enjoyed reading your story and your devotion to "encourage one another".
I think that is the first time that I have seen a picture of Kim. I wondered if the tennis shoes that Collins is wearing were the ones Mark left?
Thanks again for taking time to write and share your life with the rest of us. It always puts my life in to perspective.

Lovingly,
Sharon

Unknown said...

Deb,what a trip!what a story!what a great guy Mark is!He's a testament to the beauty of Grace.Reliving the experience and the moments through your words,i cant tell you how much...its precious.Deb,how you Love and share and give of yourself,Oswald would say,"pour your life out" for God and for people,that too is precious...I'm learning alot.You know maybe its that while we were on our pursuit for Mark,God was all the while pursuing our own hearts to demonstrate to us,in a sense,the unquenchable passion and force of His invincible Grace for us Deb.It was fantastic!what a ride!