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desolate days, that they heard a differ- ent sound floating across the dry land- scape over the radio waves. Many of those out in the desert circling Agadez heard for the first time the voice of the missionary proclaiming a message of hope and redemption. Amazing— beyond their life of struggles and hardships, there was a place called Heaven. When death came, it would not be the end but the beginning—all because God Who made the desert and the world had sent His Son. In addi- tion to this was the promise that God loved them and would come to live in their tents and their hearts now. This God was unlike any other. The pagan gods who held the people in bondage for centuries never claim to dwell with them or to love them. Those gods were hard taskmasters who only demanded works and tedious servitude. Jesus, God's Son and God Himself would be their Friend and companion every moment of their lives and beyond. The humble people of the Niger would never see king's palaces but they could see the King Himself if they would believe. Yes, the blow- ing sands might cover their unmarked graves but the creator God would engrave their names in the eternal book of Heaven. True—future tent dwellers might never know that they had ever lived but the Creator Himself would say, “I know thee by name” (Exodus 33:17). “I have loved thee with an everlasting love…with loving-kind- ness have I drawn thee” (Jeremiah 31:3). That first broadcast marked a milestone in missionaries David and Donna Edens' 30-year ministry in the Niger. For the first time he could spread the Good News to everyone who would listen. Thirty years of liv- ing in a place where few others would ever go—thirty years of enduring un- speakable loneliness—thirty years of 6 • NATIONS suffering malaria and desert related sicknesses—thirty years of breathing dust and withstanding intense heat— thirty years of work in translating the Bible into a written language for the people that time forgot and yet thirty years of joyfully walking with God and never looking back. David and Donna were like the little lad's lunch. When given to Jesus, it would be first broken, then blessed and finally spread among thousands. The iron grip of pagan religion would not release its slaves willingly. In fact, few at first would be freed. False religious teachers ranted and raved on the radio against the new re- ligion and reprimanded all who would dare to listen. Many if not most of the inhabitants of the Niger would not be able to break the shackles that had held them so long. However, for the first time they would know that there was a choice—that there was a better way. The really great harvest might be generations away but the seed planted would germinate. That future harvest could be illustrated with the story of Mohamed. This convert broke the bands of From the desert to the Jordan—ISA is His Name, The One Who lives within their tents and fills their hearts with praise. In Honduras He is JESUS, Lord Emmanuel, From simple mountain villages you can hear the chapel bell. From the Black Sea to the Red Sea, ESUS is His Name, In Asia they know YAYSOO – hears every word they pray. Proclaiming JESUS, JESUS, Name above all Names, In any language, He is Lord and worthy of our praise, His name is Jesus, Jesus. He hears us when we call, CHRIST the Saviour of the World—the Lord who loves us all. Desert Graves