Nearly Murdered by Our Mission Director
Updated: Aug 30
By Caleb Serrano
Yes, you read the title right! They never said being in the mission field would be boring. I may be exaggerating a little bit, but there is truth to the story nonetheless. So here’s what happened. This past week I have been sick, so I wanted to do hydrotherapy. The only problem is that we don’t have hot water here at the church. So I asked the only missionary family that has hot showers if I could use their shower Saturday morning. They agreed. Although they had already left to attend Sabbath school they still let me in their house.
Before I continue, you should know that this house is at the hangar, and on the other side of the hangar there is another house. So essentially they are connected. Kinda like a duplex. Anyways in order to get into their house I had to go through the front door of the first house, then go around to the back door which ends up in the hangar, and then go in the back door of the second house, so that I could shower. I had to go in the first house first because the other house with the hot shower was locked so the missionary in the first house let me walk through her house.
Anyways, while I was showering, a man we didn’t know came and rummaged through some stuff by the hanger, and then went into the outdoor bathroom. The missionary lady from the first house got frightened, and rightfully so. She called our director to have him check it out. She left before I finished showering so I didn’t know what had happened. When I was done, I retraced my steps back through the other house, so that I could leave and lock the door behind me with the keys I borrowed. As I was doing this, the mission director/pilot came in the hangar door to investigate the intruder. Long story short, he heard me shut the door, and so he grabbed the closest thing he could find, which was a huge chunk of metal, and entered the house. And as he came around the door, ready to swing, I called to him and asked what he was doing there. He told me, and then we praised God that I said something before I couldn’t… Anyways, looking back at it, it’s funny now but all we can do is praise God that I wasn’t hit.
Life isn’t always so exciting. This past week, I had a horrible stomach bug that took me out for a week. We were begging to think that I had a stomach ulcer or maybe even something worse. So to try to diagnose what I had, I drank a little bit of potato juice to see if my stomach would feel better. If it did, we would know that I had an ulcer. I don’t know how it works but it does. Anyways, my stomach still hurt, which ruled out an ulcer. So that night I drank a little charcoal and went to bed. The next morning I started to feel better, and now I am completely fine.
Now that our mission training program is full swing, we are busier than ever. Today the student had to do wellness checks on someone to get experience in helping people in the future. They asked me to do it for me too so I agreed. What I didn’t know is that they needed to check my blood sugar, and to do that they needed to prick me. The one thing I hate is needles, so it took a lot of squirming to let them prick me. I know it’s silly but I can’t stand needles.
All your prayers are welcome. Just this week, we heard of a small commercial plane, carrying 5 passengers that went missing. It is still missing, and it seems like it crashed. They were able to get a signal from one of the passenger's phones, but the weather has been horrible, so the search and rescue personnel still hasn’t recovered the plane or the people.
Also, we are starting outreach as well so pray that people’s hearts are open and receptive. I want to again personally thank each and every one of you for your prayers and support. And I also pray that God will bless each of you and guide you as you continue to serve him wherever you are as well. Happy Sabbath.