After
two years of applications... months of talking... praying... being
commissioned... and prayed for... the little missionary family was
finally arriving in Liberia. The airport at Monrovia, they said, is
something like 60 miles out from the city... and they arrived in the
middle of the night. They awakened their 6-year-old daughter and dad
lifted her into his arms. As they stepped off the plane and stared
into the darkest night they had ever seen, the little girl said,
"Daddy, are we going to tell the people about Jesus tonight?
Or... are we going to wait until in the morning?"
