"Years ago, it was my very great privilege to hear one Mr. Hotchkiss, a missionary who had spent fourteen years in the long grass country of Africa.  Month after month he toiled at the task of learning the language of those whom he had come to teach.  But there was one word for which he had to wait with great patience.  That was the word for save. Then one night after three long years of waiting and working, Mr. Hotchkiss sat by the campfire talking with the chief.  In the course of the conversation the latter said:  'I was coming through the bush today and a man eating lion got after me and this servant of mine saved me. '  There was the word at last.  At once the missionary sprang to his feet and putting his hand on his friend's shoulder, asked 'What did you say he did for you?' 'Saved me' was the ready reply. 'That' answered the missionary 'is what the man Christ Jesus did for you.'  And the chief's face lighted up just as millions of other faces have lighted through the years at the hearing of that transforming story.  'O my brother' he said brokenly 'that is what you have been trying to tell me for all these weary moons.'Then the speaker added this word of testimony that I shall never forget, 'I have been for fourteen years in Africa.  I have worked for four years without a companion.  I have lived fourteen months on ants and rhinoceros meat and curded milk.  I have had forty two cases of African fever.  But know all that would it would mean in loneliness, privation, and suffering I would gladly go through it all again to get to see that one face light up the camp fire as it did that night."Clovis Chappell, Sermons from the Psalms, p.112,113I was touched recently up in Uganda when I attended a concert/preaching conference with about 15000 Africans to think about all the unknown missionaries like this man who gave up so much that so many people they would never know in this life so many years later would come to know Christ.