Bryan and Melissa Abbott Using Aviation to Make HIM known in Indonesia 
Drew playing with the Wana kiddoes
Last week, the kids and I had the opportunity to take a day trip out to one of our existing tribal works. Originally, I was not very excited as life had been a bit overwhelming with raising kids, piano lessons, hostessing, daily flight following, etc… but the flight was needed to bring our friend out anyway, so we “tagged” along.
After being dropped off, it was an eerie feeling as we stood amid the tribal people and watched the helicopter fly away. Definitely gave me a better understanding of what our tribal church planters and translators experience.
Kayla enjoying the river
From there, we received a tour of the tribe. Andrew loved running through the grass, climbing trees, playing in the river and laughing with the kids (that is the same in every language) and of course, Kayla was passed around like a doll. Yet as we walked around and I attempted to engage in conversation with these sweet people, there were but a few that were actually able to talk with me. The majority – old and young alike - only spoke their tribal language and I was reminded of why we do what we do. God desires a relationship with His Creation, yet how can people have faith in the Lord and ask him to save them, if they have never heard about him? And how can they hear, unless someone tells them? We have brother and sisters in the Lord in that little tribe located on the top of a mountain in Central Sulawesi because of the labor of faithful translators and church planters.
Andrew amid the tribal people
Some friends Andrew made during our short stay interior
Much work continues to be done to bring this little church to maturity, but as I flew home, I thanked the Lord for His love towards all His Creation and for the small part we get to have in reaching some of the last tribes with His gospel. Thanks for your part too!
