Then it was time to leave. It was hard to say goodbye to our new friends. The word we used is Koneo. It means I am sorry. They us it for hello too, in the sense "I am sorry that life is so hard." Often the old women great the other people in the village with a short phrase that means "I am dying..." in a rehtorical sense of "do you care?" Life is hard in the jungle, but we could tell as we left that this next chapter for the Folopa people could be very different. I am anxious to see what the people do with the word of God. It never returns void. By reading it they can now know just how much God does care about them and that He loves them very much.
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