CROSSING THE RIVER
There was a village in Uganda that was so far back in the bush that there was hardly a path to follow. When we came to a river, we found that the village people had little to work with in constructing a bridge. The boards were not even flat to step on, and the wood looked like it may not be strong enough to hold my weight. Pastor Maungo took my camera across and had it ready to take my picture, not just to see me cross, but in case I fell in. I made it! More importantly, a new church was planted as a result of the meetings we held in the village!
