I stared intently at the spot where the airstrip was supposed to be. I could see that light rain was falling directly over the patch of savannah where Wax Creek airstrip was located.

Why start a training center, some may ask? The reason goes back when I first started working in Bolivia. I was asked to direct a high school to which I reluctantly accepted feeling very much unqualified for the task.

As I put the airplane into a shallow dive, I scoured the desolate savanna airstrip, looking for the bible workers. I was scheduled to pass by Wax Creek on the way to Kopinang to move Pastor Casey to yet another village.

Wednesday morning we heard the sound of the compacter rolling down the airstrip. “It’s here!” Shirley and I ran outside to take pictures as it slowly inched towards us, smoothing a beautiful path behind it.

When you don’t have enough pastors to cover all the new churches in the interior, sometimes you have to do a little juggling act.

Things are finally moving along with the airstrips. The Palawan airstrip in Brooke’s Point is now completed, thanks to your support…