Following your faith
Religious conviction led John Baigent from England to Cameroon
In my early 20s, when I was a medical student at Leeds University, I had a dream. I saw myself in Africa, walking along a mud road, lined by high green trees, towards a white four wheel drive vehicle. So strong was the impact of this dream that I explained to my girlfriend at the time that I believed that God would have me work in Africa one day. If she felt she was unwilling to come we had better break off our friendship.
After 30 years of married life in the United Kingdom, we finally made it to west Africa. Many times we drove the four wheel drive along a mud road, lined by tall trees, which took us from the village of Meskine, where our hospital was, in the extreme north of Cameroon, to the nearest town, Maroua. How was this dream fulfilled?
In the mid-1990s we heard