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- Joined
- Feb 11, 2018
- Location
- In the gutter
A physician, a scientist, and a clergyman—it sounded like the beginning to some joke you’d hear at the bar, but in fact if you ever saw Leelynn Green at a bar, chances were he’d be drinking a Shirley Temple; the designated driver, always doing the right thing. He called it God’s Work; looking out for those who can’t look after themselves at times. It didn’t bother him though, in fact at his core, this is who Leelynn Green is. If you ask him to describe himself, he’s say—
“I’m a God fearing, bible believing, gospel teaching, family man by calling, but being a gentleman and a scholar pays the bills.”
Servant of the Almighty Lord is literally in quotes, on his business card. At the tender age of 13 he took his first missionary trip to Southern America, with his church—Glory of Zion Baptist Church, after a sever hurricane devastated a coastal city and destroyed their place of worship, he volunteered during winter break and summer vacation to rebuild the church. Being raised in the south at a time where whites were openly prejudice against blacks, Leelynn always said it wasn’t easy, but it was rewarding. Such harsh social conditions taught him key virtues like grace, mercy, and how to love unconditionally, strengthening his faith; all very rewarding aspect to his childhood and growth as a devout Christian. At 19 he met Clara-Mae while on a mission trip in Haiti. She, the grand-daughter of a famous white preacher where he was from, was a real southern belle; she became the love of his life. In their late 20’s they had a beautiful daughter, Jessica after they settled down, Leelynn began to teach biblical studies and botany. Jessica unfortunately never really got a chance to meet her mother, Clara-Mae died when Jessica was 3 years of age, but the young girl certainly did inherit her mother caring and loving ways. She also developed a real passion for missionary work and begged her father Leelynn to let her take a missionary trip with him when he thought she was ready. Now a grown woman, freshly graduated from high school, about to experience her 19th birthday, Leelynn figured the time was right. He himself even missed doing missionary trips; he had not done one since having Jessica, especially after Clara-Mae died, he had to raise her alone, so teaching was the best option. Now however, she’s old enough to come along, and they can be their own missionary team, like he and Clara was in their younger years. It was the greatest gift she felt possible to receive, an opportunity to do God’s Work, to spread her love and passion for righteousness and humanity with the villagers of this small remote African village Moyibaka (Mow-yee-baka). It was all she ever wanted, it was going to be magical, it was going to be humbling, it was going to be her own spiritual awakening…or so she had hoped.
Leelynn and Jessica, along with 3 other missionaries from their church, and 2 other professors from the university he taught at, all set up camp just on the outskirts of this African jungle, far enough away from the natives not to disturb their culture too much, and hopefully safe distance from any wild beast that might eat them or endanger them. Not only was it fulfilling to be doing God’s Work again, Leelynn was intrigue about what hidden treasures he might unearth in the untouched modern day natural preservation. One day, after returning from the village back to their camp, Leelynn encountered a strange smell that attracted his attention. He was drawn away toward the scent, and it took him to a new area of the jungle than he’d ever been. He documented everything, amazed by the discovery, and one particular mushroom like fungi, growing on a tree bark, seemed especially interesting. What the man did not expect in that moment was for that fungi to release a puffy fume of strange spores into the air, as a safety mechanism; or at least that was his first inclination. Of course his first line of thought was, say a prayer, and then after a few moments, when he experienced no symptoms, Leelynn brushed off the potential threat as a mechanism that works specifically on insects and small animals that might wish to eat them, but not dangerous to humans. He collected a few of the mushroom looking little phalluses, and stored them in a container, he wanted to look at some sample under his microscope.
After back at the camp site, he started to cough, and feel hot. A fever followed next. No one else was around, they rest of the group had decided to go more mainland and do some shopping at the local markets. Jessica, was supposed to be with them, but when he went to the falls a mile or so east of their encampment, there she was washing clothes. Leelynn’s vision blurred, and he started to stumble, falling, then tripping on a vine that sent him tumbling into a rock. He screamed out in this moment of distress, right before he hit his head on a rock, losing consciousness.
“I’m a God fearing, bible believing, gospel teaching, family man by calling, but being a gentleman and a scholar pays the bills.”
Servant of the Almighty Lord is literally in quotes, on his business card. At the tender age of 13 he took his first missionary trip to Southern America, with his church—Glory of Zion Baptist Church, after a sever hurricane devastated a coastal city and destroyed their place of worship, he volunteered during winter break and summer vacation to rebuild the church. Being raised in the south at a time where whites were openly prejudice against blacks, Leelynn always said it wasn’t easy, but it was rewarding. Such harsh social conditions taught him key virtues like grace, mercy, and how to love unconditionally, strengthening his faith; all very rewarding aspect to his childhood and growth as a devout Christian. At 19 he met Clara-Mae while on a mission trip in Haiti. She, the grand-daughter of a famous white preacher where he was from, was a real southern belle; she became the love of his life. In their late 20’s they had a beautiful daughter, Jessica after they settled down, Leelynn began to teach biblical studies and botany. Jessica unfortunately never really got a chance to meet her mother, Clara-Mae died when Jessica was 3 years of age, but the young girl certainly did inherit her mother caring and loving ways. She also developed a real passion for missionary work and begged her father Leelynn to let her take a missionary trip with him when he thought she was ready. Now a grown woman, freshly graduated from high school, about to experience her 19th birthday, Leelynn figured the time was right. He himself even missed doing missionary trips; he had not done one since having Jessica, especially after Clara-Mae died, he had to raise her alone, so teaching was the best option. Now however, she’s old enough to come along, and they can be their own missionary team, like he and Clara was in their younger years. It was the greatest gift she felt possible to receive, an opportunity to do God’s Work, to spread her love and passion for righteousness and humanity with the villagers of this small remote African village Moyibaka (Mow-yee-baka). It was all she ever wanted, it was going to be magical, it was going to be humbling, it was going to be her own spiritual awakening…or so she had hoped.
The Village of Moyibaka
Leelynn and Jessica, along with 3 other missionaries from their church, and 2 other professors from the university he taught at, all set up camp just on the outskirts of this African jungle, far enough away from the natives not to disturb their culture too much, and hopefully safe distance from any wild beast that might eat them or endanger them. Not only was it fulfilling to be doing God’s Work again, Leelynn was intrigue about what hidden treasures he might unearth in the untouched modern day natural preservation. One day, after returning from the village back to their camp, Leelynn encountered a strange smell that attracted his attention. He was drawn away toward the scent, and it took him to a new area of the jungle than he’d ever been. He documented everything, amazed by the discovery, and one particular mushroom like fungi, growing on a tree bark, seemed especially interesting. What the man did not expect in that moment was for that fungi to release a puffy fume of strange spores into the air, as a safety mechanism; or at least that was his first inclination. Of course his first line of thought was, say a prayer, and then after a few moments, when he experienced no symptoms, Leelynn brushed off the potential threat as a mechanism that works specifically on insects and small animals that might wish to eat them, but not dangerous to humans. He collected a few of the mushroom looking little phalluses, and stored them in a container, he wanted to look at some sample under his microscope.
After back at the camp site, he started to cough, and feel hot. A fever followed next. No one else was around, they rest of the group had decided to go more mainland and do some shopping at the local markets. Jessica, was supposed to be with them, but when he went to the falls a mile or so east of their encampment, there she was washing clothes. Leelynn’s vision blurred, and he started to stumble, falling, then tripping on a vine that sent him tumbling into a rock. He screamed out in this moment of distress, right before he hit his head on a rock, losing consciousness.
