A couple weeks ago I was making an early morning flight to take Colimor and his wife home to their village of San Juan, where they are teaching God's Word as lay workers. I'd flown them out previously because she was very ill with malaria, just fading in and out of consciousness when I arrived. Although still weak, she had lived and was very happy to be going home.
As I landed in San Juan, the villagers excitedly greeted me. "We've been trying to get a message through on the radio all morning to let you know we needed the airplane to come. Our village captain was bitten by a poisonous snake last night and is very ill."
Even though they couldn't get the call for help through by radio communication, God knew their need and sent me in answer to their prayers.
Incidentally, the captain is Colimor's brother, who of course was very concerned.
A big thanks to all of you who make these flights possible.
Bob & Neiba