We drove to the end of the road. In Sa'ilele, it ended in front of this fale (home).
We met this wonderful young adult, who could not walk, and his two sweet sisters.
The family showed us the beach. We talked about the church showing them our missionary name tags. They were of another church but knew of ours, because they had received a wheelchair for their son years ago from our church. It was now broken, yet the church's name on the back was still visible. Without this mobility their son was now confined to sitting in the house. We left with a hope and desire to get him another wheelchair.
3 comments:
That's great he got a wheelchair. I love looking at your blog. Love you!
What a neat story, I'm glad he got his chair.
I love to new pic at the top. I love that your hair is so light.
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