Just try to imagine more than 10,0000 people, pressed together like sardines in the can minus the oil. All of the sudden, the lights go out. No sound system, no emergency exit lights or exit signs. One exit the size of a six foot double door opening. Now you are one of 5 Americans on the black and silent stage surrounded by drawn weapons, faces filled with panic and fear, and no estimate of what might happen next. Now you have a little glimpse into the excitement and journey of the last night in Patoki. Toward the end of the experience we were told to single file 50 yards toward the waiting Van parked under the only street light on the other side of the wall. American consensus was, "better to be scattered in the dark, than all together in the light." We chose to stay on the stage, pray, watch with excitement and adrenaline, and experience the euphoria when the generator came back on and all was restored. In America, you would think the night is over. Not in Pakistan. At 1:30 am we all returned safely to our rooms with memories forever inscribed upon our brains. What a night. All of us participated, God took over, lives were changed and Patoki will forever be a part of each of us. Wish you all could have been there! Life is great, even when it slows down for ya! Love you all. Here are some clips.
DAVID
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