MAF i Papua nya Guinea

I fredags var det 50 år sedan piloten Harry Hartwig flög den första flygningen i PNG. Han hann bara flyga under 3 månader innan han tragiskt omkom i en olycka.

Idag har MAF PNG 10 stycken flygplan och ett team på över hundra nationella och närmare 40 internationella medlemmar som fortsätter att vara en livlina för människorna i de allra mest isolerade områdena.

Här är en film som Annelie Edsmyr gjort. Hon och David tillsammans med barnen bor sedan januari i PNG där Annelie jobbar med kommunikation och David som ansvarig för underhållet av MAF:s byggnader och fordon. Thobias och David är barndomskompisar och växte båda upp i Tanzania! En stor förmån för MAF att ha dem ❤️

Även om vi hade önskat solskenshistorier varje gång är verkligen något annat. Här var det morsdag i söndags och tyvärr fick inte denna mamman en lyckligt slut.

Detta är hämtat från MAF PNG Facebooksida.

💖 Mother’s Day it was, yesterday… 💖

One of our aircraft launched to help a young mother to receive help, hope and healing.
A far too young woman, soon to become a mother herself, was fighting for her life after her husband chopped off her foot.
Many people, some nearby and some far away from where she laid in her own mother’s comforting arms, sprung into action trying to come to her rescue.
Hope grew when finally the sound of an aircraft circling overhead came nearer – and faded away again with the sound of the engine when the clouds were too low for a safe landing.
Prayers of many continued that she’ll make it through the night and we can get her out this morning.
But God wanted it differently and took her home into his world, where there’s no pain, no domestic violence, no suffering, no tears – but joy and dancing and everlasting love.

💖 A Tributer Prayer for Mother’s Day 💖
by Amy Young

To those who gave birth this year to their first child—we celebrate with you
To those who lost a child this year – we mourn with you
To those who are in the trenches with little ones every day and wear the badge of food stains – we appreciate you
To those who experienced loss through miscarriage, failed adoptions, or running away—we mourn with you
To those who walk the hard path of infertility, fraught with pokes, prods, tears, and disappointment – we walk with you. Forgive us when we say foolish things. We don’t mean to make this harder than it is.
To those who are foster moms, mentor moms, and spiritual moms – we need you
To those who have warm and close relationships with your children – we celebrate with you
To those who have disappointment, heart ache, and distance with your children – we sit with you
To those who lost their mothers this year – we grieve with you
To those who experienced abuse at the hands of your own mother – we acknowledge your experience
To those who lived through driving tests, medical tests, and the overall testing of motherhood – we are better for having you in our midst
To those who have aborted children – we remember them and you on this day
To those who are single and long to be married and mothering your own children – we mourn that life has not turned out the way you longed for it to be
To those who step-parent – we walk with you on these complex paths
To those who envisioned lavishing love on grandchildren -yet that dream is not to be, we grieve with you
To those who will have emptier nests in the upcoming year – we grieve and rejoice with you
To those who placed children up for adoption — we commend you for your selflessness and remember how you hold that child in your heart
And to those who are pregnant with new life, both expected and surprising –we anticipate with you
This Mother’s Day, we walk with you. Mothering is not for the faint of heart and we have real warriors in our midst.

We remember you.


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