Korr, Northern Kenya. I flew in a group from a California church visiting the literacy and church planting work going on here. I went with them into a village in the morning to watch the camels being milked – the whole place was so beautiful in that golden light, especially the Rendille children. Missionaries here are doing well in living out and teaching the gospel to these people, and the church is growing strong. That evening I heard a testimony from just one of the men about how he came to faith. His story was interesting because as a boy he was actually snatched in his sleep and dragged off by a lion. He miraculously escaped when his little dog confronted the big cat. He summed up his testimony unlike any I had ever heard. “God saved me from a lion. And then, he saved me from my sins.” I thought he had a pretty good idea what it meant to be rescued.
