Writing for God, Fighting Human Trafficking

Linda Rodante

Edward’s Story 4–And One Evening We Were Nearly Killed

God is magnificent. He worthy of our love and our dedication. May our hearts be broken with the things that break his.

Writing for God, Fighting Human Trafficking

This is the fourth in a series of stories from my brother, Edward, about my mother, Elaine Knadle, and her missionary trips to Indonesia.

And as long as I live, I’ll never forget what happened that first night in one of the villages. The villagers had one scrawny old rooster in the whole village, and they killed that one lonely chicken that first night in order to feed us a nice meal. It is to this day one of the most humbling moments in my entire life, to know their love and respect for us was so great as to kill that chicken for us.

Mom and EdwardEdward and Mother back in the U.S.

We stayed in that village several days, and preached several times, the people were so nice and attentive. I even got to baptize a few people in the river. At most of the places we went, we had…

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