On Friday night I went out to show the Jesus Film in a nearby village with Christiane, Dave, and a national named Nelson who speaks the language, Kamano, that the film was in. The people could also speak Tok Pisin, so we could communicate with them,but they understand the gospel so much better when it is in their own language.

We traveled for about 45 minutes over very bumpy roads to get there. The people were very welcoming and happy to see us. The kids were shy but they watched us closely and laughed whenever we talked with them or smiled at them. Like kids everywhere, they loved having their picture taken.

We set up the sheet/screen inside a large roundhouse with woven walls and a pointed grass roof because it started to rain. There were about 100 people. Afterward as we were talking they said that it made the story of Jesus clearer to them, and especially to the older people who don't speak a second language very well.

I really enjoyed seeing the film. I couldn't understand the words that they were saying, but as I recognized the stories and knew what they would be saying I prayed through the story that it would touch the hearts of the people and praised God for his power and love. 2 hours of meditating on the story of Jesus is a refreshing experience.

We slept in sleeping bags on the raised woven floor around the side walls of the circular house with a fire in the middle. The next day we drove back - the morning views of the mountains and countryside were beautiful. My knee didn't appreciate the bumps, but it was worth it.