Going to Indonesia, we wanted to see firsthand what we were involved in as missionaries with New Tribes Mission. While there, I had the wonderful opportunity to visit what is the goal of all our work. I was able to visit a tribal church—a self governing, self propagating, and self supporting tribal church. I went into the land of the Lauje people.
Our time in Indonesia has been primarily with Tim and Kathy Whatley. Tim’s parents were missionaries on the team that pioneered the work amongst the Lauje people. Because Tim grew up in this tribe, he was the perfect guide.
Along the way we stopped for supper at a roadside restaurant. It was rustic. It had a dirt floor and the family’s communal bed was right there in the corner. Their living room/bed room/dining room was our dining room. We picked some fish out of a cooler, and they cleaned and grilled them over an open fire for us. You can never be sure what makes a person sick, but Doug wasn’t right after this meal.
Ojek ride
After letting the local police know we were in the area, our rental drove us up the first leg of our trek in. Tim says that saved us about an hour of walking. Where the SUV could go no more, we transferred to motorcycle taxis—ojeks.
This ‘taxi’ service hasn’t always been available. When Tim’s parent’s, Bonard and May, first started living with the Lauje people, there were 30 river crossings. Since then, the government has bulldozed a ‘road’ down the side of the river that the bikes ‘manage’ to drive on.
While riding the ojek, twice the bike couldn’t make it to the top. The first time we backed down safely. The second time, I got off when it quick climbing, and the driver went back down, backwards. Only he didn’t keep it steady, and laid it down against the side of the mountain, breaking the rear light.
Hoofing it
Tim’s reminiscing about his childhood didn’t end there. I thoroughly enjoyed all that he had to share. As we continued walking, he pointed out the hill top where his brother almost died from heat exhaustion.
Further on, Tim pointed out the three initial locations that Bible teaching have taken place over the years.
Tim also showed us where the first and then second, better, airstrips where built in the valley, explaining how the SuperCub airplane had to approach and turn at the last minute before touch down, and then rev the engine to get to the top of the steep airstrip. There it would turn around and wait to roll down the side of the mountain, turning at the bottom before hitting the other side of the valley.
Tim also shared about the time the plane did crash on takeoff.
As we approached Tim’s childhood home, the stories kept coming. He showed us the hydro-electric generator. He explained how his dad got the flush toilet and shower working in the middle of the jungle. He shared about all the fruit trees and animals that his dad had introduced to the tribal people.
Church in the Tribe
After having tried to sleep in the car the night before, we were all ready for bed that Saturday night. Sunday morning brought with it the joy of seeing first hand tribal believers gathered together unto the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

When we got to Tim’s parent’s home, we met Rindu Malu and his family. He is one of the elders, and is house-sitting for Tim’s parents.
As we were leaving, we got to say good bye to Malu Cinta.
Return trip
Sunday afternoon we headed back the missionary training center. We retraced out steps, hiking to the ojeks, and then meeting up with the car. Before getting to the car for our 19 hour return drive, we all jumped into the river and washed up. Half the local population came to watch us. I guess they don’t get to see a bunch of westerners bathing in the river every day.
Part way through the night we were stopped by some government officers at a check point. I think they were bored. After 5 minutes of chatting with them, we were free to go.
Did I mention I like Gravol? The very first drive I had in Indonesia, I was sick to my stomach. After that, I took some anti-motion-sickness medicine. This was especially great, as it puts me to sleep. So the 19 hours passed pretty easy.
For all the pics from my trip into Lauje land, visit: http://www.ntm.org/jason-bechtel/photos.php?img_id=44526&category=Jason%27s+trip+into+the+Lauje+Tribe
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