Zona Reyna Clinic

Last night we drove out to Canilla to spend the night and be ready for a possible early flight to Zona Reyna. This is the same village we've been to a few times before - there is no road that goes there, so it's a Cessna flight into a runway only about 8 feet wider than the airplane.

There is only one little spot in the village where anyone can get phone reception and since it's in a completely different climate (though it's only about 20 miles away by air) we have no idea what the weather is doing there until someone walks to the top of a hill and calls us.

Well, at 6am the phone rang and they said the sky was open. So two flights later, clinic was in full swing. Leslie, Katie, Heidi, Craig, Felicia, and, of course, Duane (the pilot) spent the day there seeing a few hundred patients.

We're still struggling to evangelize there - there basically are no Christians in this village - and since we don't speak K'ekchi, we depend on translators who aren't Christians, either. We keep praying for a breakthrough - which hasn't happened yet - but God hasn't given up on us so we won't give up on these people.

The skies here in Canilla were starting to look pretty dark and we have no way to contact the group in Zona Reyna to tell them this, so we were a little nervous that they were going to have to spend the night out there. Then, almost out of nowhere, the plane appeared with the first load. Duane went back for Craig and Leslie and the skies here in Canilla started closing fast. They made it back in with minutes to spare. God is good!

Anyway, we're all safe back on the ground here in Canilla. Don't worry, though, if anything had gone wrong, we'd have sent Isaac out to take care of things. He's been working out...