We came home...well...back to Max's village at about a 7 on the shajazzed meter. We knew we'd need to pick up the pace a little, but the fact that we got FOUR Stories tested in one day was not lost on us. We had never come close to that before. We were usually pretty tickled to get more than one Story tested in a WEEK! We called Nafi...who was back home leading a training with our co-workers, including the girls who usually lived in Max's village...and told her the news. I can't tell you what an encouragement it was to hear not only her excitement, but the excitement of all of our teammates...and know they were praying for us.
We found out that the next day we wouldn't be able to go until later because it was a Friday, which is the day of prayer. We were a little rattled because we didn't have that kind of time to wait. It turned out that we missed almost the entire day and only got 2 more Stories tested. It was such a focusing moment onto the urgency of our task. We were at a mini-standstill and it was literally because they were being piously loyal to the only road they know.
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