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After lunch Gary finished Session 4 and it was time for dinner and yes, more worship service. Worship services started at 6:30 and finished around 9:30. Off to bed and rest to get ready for Day 5 to finish the conference. Pastor James finished the last two sessions and did an outstanding job. Worship services started at 6:30 but this time it went until 11:00pm. It was long day but these people never lost their passion and energy as they sat through the training and the worship services.
Our trip back was nothing less than God intervening. I had met Kendall Kauffeldt, Country Director for Samaritan’s Purse when we arrived. He had given me his number in case we get into trouble. Rest assured I hung on to it. I decided to call him to try and talk him into sending a helicopter for us as I was not looking forward to the 28 hour ride back followed by a 20+ hour flight home with layovers assuming everything went perfect. Doing this much traveling in one week made me feel a little uncomfortable, as I was not sure just how much this our bodies could take. God must have been with us because very rarely do they ever use the helicopter for transport for anything short of an emergency. It would be like calling an ambulance to take you to the airport. As I made my request
Mr. Kauffeldt said, “let me see what I can do”. The next day when I called back it was a go. Plan A was for us to make our way to Fish Town, which was about 3 hours away. We would be extracted on Tuesday morning. I was thrilled. I thanked God.
We finished our closing sessions and the mayor presented us with the key to the city and each of us received a full African dress.
There is little doubt that the conference was a huge success. More than just the numbers was the excitement, appreciation, and hope that you could clearly see in the pastor’s faces. Never have I seen such faith as theirs. We left Pleebo on Tuesday morning Day 7. Plan A was to take the helicopter. But my short time in Liberia taught me to always have a Plan B and Plan C.
Plan B was for the drivers to wait and make sure we actually took off. If anything happened we still had a small chance to make the drive to Monrovia in time for our flight back to the states, but it was a small chance. Plan C was to miss our flight and wait until possibly next week for another flight out.
But we were in God’s favor most likely from the prayers of family, friends, and of course, the hundreds of pastors that had recently become part of our extended family. The chopper arrived and took us back to Monrovia. From there we caught our flights, all on time or ahead of schedule and we arrived home safely on Thursday Day 9.
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Awesome post. The pictures are amazing. That helicopter video is a little scary. LOL!!!!
Thanks for sharing this with us!
Posted by: Lynn Rush | December 10, 2011 at 03:27 PM
BRILLIANT WRITING, IT MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE ALONG FOR THE RIDE !
Posted by: BOB SHORT | December 13, 2011 at 03:29 PM