Last Days in Morocco

We were without internet for the last week of the trip, so I will try to summarize everything.

The Last Few Days in the City…
…were completly unproductive.  I was sick so Maria followed up on all of our contacts and said good-bye.  I did get to experience a third-world country doctor visit though.  That memory is definitly etched permanently in my brain.  We left all of our contact info with the families working in the city.  Please pray that our contacts will continue to read their bibles we gave them.

Travelling
Here are the highlights of the last week of the trip…

• took a 12 hour train ride to next city.  looked at the Medina for an hour and left for the next city
• 9 hour bus ride to village of one of the believers.  We stayed in his sister’s home.  They prepared tajine for us a 1:30 in the morning when we got there. 
• We visited a neighboring city the next day to pass out literature and bibles.  This village was in the middle of nowhere.  It is very likely that they had never had the gospel given to them.  There are little villages like this all over the place.
• We swam in a river nearby and bathed ourselves 🙂  It was much needed.  Then we went to a party of the believer’s family.  We sat on the floor on rugs in this concrete room and they stuffed us with so much food.  Their hospitality and generosity amazes me especially when I know that they do not have much.  Oh…we got to sleep on the roof that night too.  That was awesome.
• The next day we visited the village of our friend’s mother.  This too was a tiny village in the middle of nowhere.  They don’t speak Arabic, but another dialect.  One thing that just amazed me was that every free moment the believer we were with had, he was reading his bible in front of his family and taking notes.  He was always singing Arabic Christian songs as well.  Half of his family will not even speak to him.  The other half think that he is crazy and tell him he is going to hell unless he converts back.  I cannot imagine having the people closest to me reject me, yet that is what every believer in this culture faces.  Please pray for the believers especially.
• We left for another city and stayed in the home of another believer.  Although the family does not believe, we had church in their home and had a good time of worship and teaching.
• We left for another city and saw the third largest mosque in the world.  We were approached inside by a woman we could not understand who motioned us in a door, locked it behind us, and gave us head coverings.  We had no idea what was going on, but come to find out, the woman was giving illegal tours of the place where they pray to the tourists for a little on the side money 🙂  We were more than willing to pay.  Maria and I then went exploring in an open door we found.  It was pretty creepy but fun.
• Then we left for the US.