The day starts early in the village. We went to breakfast and started with the painting as soon as we were done eating.

We stopped along the way for a cool swim in a stream. Our driver took what looked like a metal kabob stick, put swim goggles on and started swimming close to the bank. It wasn't long until she had stabbed a fish and brought it up.
After playing in the water we headed up the road to the Kings Project. As we approached the Project it began to rain. We had to leave the 4-wheelers at the bottom of the hill and walk the rest of the way. The Kings Project is designed to bring new sources of income to the Hmong villages. This project was started about a year ago. They are in the first year of growing coffee. Coffee produces in the third year.When we arrived back at the village, we had the opportunity to see the kitchen and watch our host prepare the food. When the Hmong cook a chicken, they use the whole chicken, head, feet and all. Someone had told the cook that Americans do not usually eat the head and feet so, the gracious hostess took those out of the dish. The kitchen had a dirt floor and two wood burning cooking burners. Despite the lack of a modern kitchen that we are used to, the food was always wonderful and tasty. There was rice at every meal...breakfast, lunch and dinner.

As the meal was being prepared, other members of the team were out blowing bubbles with some of the children. They also were given stickers and, just like children, had them stuck all over them before long.These children were quite shy as they seldom get visitors to their village. Not everyone is willing to ride 2 hours in the back of a pickup over rough, muddy roads. Despite their shyness they loved to play games and laugh with us. They were all well behaved and respectful.
Dinner was served and we headed back to our cabin before it was dark. Night in the Hmong village is very dark. There are no street lights to light our path. The darkness eats up that little flashlight or headlamp you might have.
It wasn't long and people began to gather in our cabin for evening devotions. Tonight was a very special night in that a family of five were entering the Family of Faith in Baptism. As Pastor Suphan translated the devotion into Hmong, I watched the father of the family as he listened. The seriousness of the occasion was apparent on his face. God had brought all of them here and they were gladly receiving the gift God was giving them.
What a beautiful testimony to all of us there that night to what God can do in the lives of those He calls by His Word and in Baptism. The adoption of this family into His family shows the power of His Word to give faith that can cross all barriers.
To God be the Glory.

































