A. W. Milne knew he would never return home. He left family, friends and all comforts to live among a tribe of head-hunters who had martyred every missionary before him. Still he went. For thirty-five years he lived among them and loved them. On his tombstone, resting in the middle of their village, the tribe members wrote this epitaph:
When he came there was no light.
When he left there was no darkness.
Wow! After four months living in Madagascar we are more resolved than ever to be His light. We live among the darkness, not because we are in Madagascar, but because we are in the world. The world is dark. The world desperately needs the Light.
Please continue to pray. Prayer penetrates the darkness. Prayer reaches into the hidden crevices and dark alleys long before we arrive and paves the way for His light to shine.
John 1:5 “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”
– Mark Batterson, All In