They got to preach in one of the refugee camps. There were five hundred people in the camp, eighty-five of whom were children orphaned due to election violence. Dad said the poverty was unbelievable.
After the service was over, one of the men approached them and thanked them for coming, saying that in the camps they have all their natural needs met... what they need now are Bibles and spiritual food.
Dad said that he has never experienced anything like this in his entire ministry.
Blest be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
Before our Father's throne,
We pour our ardent prayers.
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be join'd in heart,
And hope to meet again.
This glorious hope revives
Our courage by the way,
While each in expectation lives
And longs to see the day.
From sorrow, toil and pain
And sin we shall be free,
And perfect love and friendship reign
In all eternity.
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