As we left Gabon and came to the Congo border, we unknowingly crossed into a desolate bush area 350km from "civilization". What should have been a one day journey to Brazzaville, Congo, turned into a 4 day "test of endurance" which included being held "financially hostage" by a pagan village chief; finding refuge one night in a Catholic church; being in the mud under the motorcycle; fleeing from crazed Congo police; dragging our luggage for miles and finally being aided by a former "war hero" and nephew of the former president. Conclusion, "There is a God in Heaven and He knows where you are even when you are lost in the Congo!!!" Praise Him. When we at end reached the Congo river between Brazzaville and Kinshasa, the Lord had prepared some wonderful nationals to minister with and a mass of souls for the harvest.
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