Brenda and I wanted to see the Kalahari desert, so
naturally we contacted our Botswana expert missionary friends.
“We’re taking a load of aviation fuel to Kang
tomorrow, want to go?” They asked.
“Do we?, Of course!”
It took a little while to get 385 gallons (2500
lbs) of Avgas picked up it and loaded, so we were a bit late getting
started. This is slightly more serious
than it sounds, The problem is that it
can be dangerous to drive at night in Botswana.
Animals are dangerous. Not elephants, cape buffalo, and lions, leopards
and hyenas, but horses, donkeys, cattle and goats.
At any rate, we made it to Kang without major
mishap. The next morning we wrestled
the barrels off the trailer and into the shed.
We took a short break and came back to find the aircraft ready for fueling.
There was a pilot, a photographer, a survey guy, and
a Botswana official there. Among the 6
of us we figured out how to get the gasoline out of the barrels and into the
plane. That was fortuitous in that they
had a 1400 -1700 mission to fly that afternoon.
Everybody needs fuel. We try to fuel up on materialism, on
knowledge, on fame. Nothing fuels
us. We need G^d indwelling us to fill
that void. Only that is truly filling.
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