Legenda Fratrum, VI

Our missionary brothers in Zambia have stations on either side of the Zambezi River. Getting them all together for special occasions, therefore, requires half of them to cross the crocodile-infested river, either by a log raft or a rickety rope suspension bridge. A few years ago, the brothers were gathering for a Christmas celebration. One of the them was bringing a case of beer, a rare treat for the brothers in Zambia. As he was crossing the bridge, one of the boards gave way and he fell into the river. The brothers who had crossed before him heard the noise and quickly ran back to the bridge. There was an audible sigh of relief as the first brother to reach the bridge announced: "It's okay. The beer stayed on the bridge!"

Oh, and the brother made it safely to shore. He was awarded the first bottle for bravely saving the beer from certain doom.