Loriven Blanco
“Blessed is he who reads and those who hear the words of this prophecy...” Revelation 1:3 NKJV. Inggo was unclean! It all started when his brother got sick. His family did everything they knew to do, but soon he died. In Inggo’s culture, it is considered an abomination to touch the dead. Someone had to wrap the body and carry it to the grave though. It took all of his courage, but Inggo knew that he had to be strong for his brother and for his family. After the burial, Inggo was quarantined in a hut all by himself for one week. No one could visit him or even talk with him for the whole week. That is, no one from his own culture! When I found out that the quarantine restrictions only applied to Inggo’s own people I decided to take advantage of my being an outsider. “Inggo!” I called out, climbing up into his little quarantine hut. “How would you like to learn to read? Now that you’re stuck here, and I’m the only person that can visit you, this is the perfect opportunity!” Inggo took to the lessons eagerly, starved for social contact. In no time at all he had memorized the alphabet and the sounds that each letter made. After he was released from his quarantine, I had to be away for about two months. I was a little worried that Inggo might have forgotten what he had learned but I shouldn’t have been anxious. “Loriven taught me to read while I was in quarantine!” he told anyone who would listen. “See, when he left I just knew the letters but now I can read whole words.” When Inggo started attending church he found that reading along to a song was an even more fun way to improve his reading skills. It wasn’t long before he joined the Adventist church, and today he uses his reading skills to study the Bible and read it to others as well. Sometimes being a missionary can be a really hard work. Don’t jump into thinking it will be as easy as eating cake. But when you see people grow, change for the better, and ultimately fall in love with Jesus, it’s all worth it!
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