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Two Mikes and a Steve After discussing the situation with LBIM Director, Matthew Rogness, it was decided that new batteries and solar panels would be purchased and shipped to Chad in anticipation of a future expansion of the solar/battery system. As it turned out, procuring the equipment was the easy part. Although we had the equipment, we didn’t have the expertise to install the system. So, we prayed that the Lord would provide somebody willing to come to Chad and install the new system. As the months passed our equipment sat in storage at the Welcome Center while we waited upon the Lord to solve our problem. Then in early 2010, a short-term mission team came to the Welcome Center. During their stay, I discussed our situation with team member Mike Braaten, from Maple Park LBC, Lynnwood, WA, and immediately Mike showed a keen interest in what we needed to do and offered whatever help he could provide to get the job completed. When Mike returned to the States he proved true to his word. Within a very short period of time he was able to find an electrician, Mike Watts from Maple Park LBC, who was willing to not only go to Chad but to completely re-design the system to maximize reliability and ease of use. Preparations were made and in April of this year the two Mikes and I headed to Chad. Both men paid their own way, took time off from work and gave countless hours of their own time to make this endeavor a success. And, a free will offering at Maple Park LBC provided the necessary funds to pay for my airline ticket! I cannot stress enough how thankful I was to have these two men as members of this little team. Their selflessness is something that I will always remember. Also, a big “Thank You” must be given to Maple Park LB Church and Pastor Dave Overland. The whole congregation adopted this project as their own. In 1 Corinthians 12 the Apostle Paul talks about the body of Christ (the Church) and how as members of the body we all have a part to play. It is great to see how, when we are led by the Holy Spirit, though we may be few, we can accomplish so much. Steve Why do Missionaries Have to Learn so Many Languages? It seems like LBIM missionaries are always learning another language and are always in need of prayer in acquiring them. We feel the same way. As we started our second language, we asked why we willingly put ourselves through this. Learning a language is a tedious process that tests the mind and will. One big challenge is there are so many languages to learn. On the little island of Taiwan, there are seven Hakka dialects. We only learned one of them. Now we are learning the official language, Mandarin Chinese. There are also aboriginal languages along with the Taiwanese language. We need to learn so many languages because the people we desire to reach have learned so many languages. We know many people here who are fluent in four languages. They learn them to further their business customer base or because members of their family prefer to speak another language. They want to communicate. Our motivation is similar. We study these languages to further spread the gospel of Jesus Christ. We want to communicate. There is a select group of people who have very little problem learning languages. Kids are language sponges. When we want to keep secrets from our kids, we speak to each other in Hakka, their poorest language. It does not work very well anymore. We cannot even disguise our communication by spelling it in English because our oldest is quickly deciphering this code. Kris and I are jealous of kids’ proper grammar and lack of accent. To her mother’s dismay, our daughter has even tried to correct our neighbor’s speech. In high school and college, we avoided taking languages because the reasons for taking them were not convincing. Someday you might have a Spanish-speaking neighbor or coworker, so you should spend four semesters of your high school education diligently studying so you can be friends. Or someday you might travel to Spain and want to buy stuff. A better motivation for children of the church to study languages is that this is for the furtherance of the gospel. No other discipline is as directly involved in spreading the gospel. Even good theology is not possible without language. With this in mind, we have been purposefully placing our children in schools and activities to ingrain the Chinese language into them. We want them to read and speak Chinese and English well, not just for college entrance, but for the purpose of spreading the gospel. You may think you do not have these types of opportunities. Growing up in rural North Dakota, I remember an old grandma who preferred reading out of her Norwegian Bible. Immigrants are still coming to America. Opportunities outside of a classroom are available to ingrain languages with native speakers. It really does not matter which language. The skill of learning a language is crucial. I can tell you from experience, the second one is easier. Raising up the next generation of missionaries is very important. There is still work to do all over this world. The people who have yet to hear the gospel may not speak the languages taught in high schools so there will always be missionaries learning another language. Andrew & Kris THE BEGINNINGS OF A NEW CHURCH PLANT The woman sitting at the table next to mine looked up when she heard me speak in Japanese. I knew I had a ten second window of time max to begin a conversation with her. If I didn’t say something right away, she would bury her face in her magazine again and I would lose the opportunity. What to say? Noticing she had ordered the same thing I had, I tried “This tea & toast set is really good on a cold morning, isn’t it?” What a lame comment, but…that’s all it took! Half an hour later, after telling me a bit about her life and reminiscing about some childhood memories - including six years of attending Sunday School and being a sheep in the Christmas pageant - we finished up our tea and headed out. “Ooohh, Christmas!!” she said somewhat wistfully. “I haven’t thought about Christmas for a LONG time. It’s so nostalgic.” I handed her my blog card and encouraged her to come to a Christmas Eve candlelight service. Dean was sitting on a bench downtown working and praying for opportunities, when a young girl sat down next to him to wait for her friend. Once again, the creativity of our conversation starters seems a bit lacking, but…”It sure is getting cold out here” seemed to be all that was necessary. Often people who talk to us like English, and this girl was no exception. She dreamed of going on a working holiday, but didn’t have the money…REALLY wanted to go to Hawaii…wished her English was better… Since the topic posted on “thatrinda’s blog” at the time just happened to be the testimony of a Hawaiian pastor friend, Dean showed it to her and gave her my card. A few minutes later her friend showed up, anxious to get going. After making a point of shaking hands with Dean, she disappeared into the crowds. I hopped the train into the city and glanced around for an empty seat. There was only one! I plopped myself down next to a guy with pink and orange streaked hair, chains, and rather creepy looking accessories dangling from his cell phone. I tried to catch his eye and smile as I sat down, but there was no acknowledgement of it on his part. His face remained completely expressionless and his eyes remained glued to his cell phone. For the next ten minutes I tried to think of something to say to him. “How can he be reached, Lord?” I thought… He and thousands of other empty faces that ride the train every day. I’m writing this at a favorite burger chain. Two of the girls working here are students who love to practice their English. A few minutes ago one of them broke my heart by telling me she had just lined up a new job after graduation – at one of Sendai’s largest shrines. She will wear a traditional Shinto robe and be responsible for cleaning religious articles and helping English-speaking tourists. Please pray that God will give us many opportunities for meeting people with open hearts. In December we passed out hundreds of Christmas CDs, blog cards, and cool advertisements for a contemporary style Christmas story viewable by cell phone. It’s sponsored by a group called “Let’s Love Japan”. We DO love Japan. And we thank you so much for supporting our work here. Linda See Linda's Blog here. Delicious Water “Everything you have told us has come true. You have never lied to us”. These were the first words spoken to us by an elder of one of three villages in which we oversaw the installation of wells due to the generous giving through the Advent Conspiracy project of Bethesda LB Church in
My two sons, John and Grant, and I had come to
The well that was replaced in another village had been an open well. A little girl accidentally dropped her bucket down the well. A young man went down the well to bring the bucket back up. He was exhausted when he reached the top, slipped and fell 40 meters back into the well and died. As a result, nobody was comfortable using the well, and so they had to walk 30 minutes each way with their buckets and jerry cans. The need for wells is great in
It was a bit hard to justify spending $2,500.00 for my ticket. Was it really worth it? Shouldn’t we have just given the money for more wells? After struggling with this for the first week, we no longer thought it was a waste or unwise. Bethesda LBC adopted this people group years ago, engaging ourselves in the support of ministry among them. We are convinced that we ourselves had not fully adopted these people until we met them personally, and spent time talking and eating with them while sitting on their mats. All three of us look forward to our returning to
A Time and Place Such as This People say: “Stuff happens”, “Just do it”, “That’s life.” This is what God says: “I know the plans I have for you…” (Jeremiah 29:11), “My ways are higher than your ways…” (Isaiah 55:9), “You have been placed here for such a time as this…” (Esther 4:14), “My purpose prevails…” (Proverbs 19:21), “What I have planned, that will I do…” (Isaiah 46:11). As our family reflects on the divine providence of God in our lives, we are blessed and at peace because of it. We see how God has orchestrated the occurrences of our lives for His good purposes. And as Proverbs 3:5 reminds us, we are learning to trust God more, and we are learning to lean less on our own understanding, but rather to continually acknowledge God and His providence, knowing that He will indeed direct our paths. Rejoice with us in how God brings us to the places and through the times of our lives for His glorious purposes! God planned and purposed for us to return to the
God has planned and purposed for us to welcome a new member to our family. Shortly after we arrived home in the States, we discovered that Rachel was pregnant! This event defied the scope of medical logic, and so was a big surprise. Claire Mireille was born to us on the 19th of April. God planned and purposed that while on this home leave we would be able to visit multiple North American congregations, share about the Lutheran Brethren ministry in
God has also purposed that Dan take a trip to Chad for the first two weeks of June, along with three men from the Bethesda Lutheran Brethren congregation in Eau Claire. While there, they will be visiting unreached communities and overseeing the installment of three wells in villages that currently have no good source of drinking water. We pray that this open door to these communities will lead to further contact and opportunities to share the gospel of Jesus, the source of water that gives eternal life. God is leading us next to
Thank you for your continued prayer and support of the ministries of LBIM as you continue to rejoice with us in God’s providence. Dan Cameroon 2010 Mission Team Where do we start to describe to you the trip God took us on to Chad and Cameroon this past January? Let us start by praising His holy name for the glory displayed as we traveled along. This was revealed to us in countless ways as the 16 Americans journeyed to the other side of the world in His service. We are thankful for the prayers offered on our behalf as God provided for us each step of the way. We were blessed by extravagant hospitality along the way. Steve and Janice and their family helped us both coming and going, graciously accommodating us at the Welcome Center.
Sunday afternoon we visited the mission points and set up clinic in the old hospital. We were pleasantly surprised that there was now an administrator of the hospital and they had laid in a supply of medications. An ophthalmologist had been doing cataract operations there of late and he kindly volunteered to help in the low-vision clinic with Vicki and Mike Braaten. We evaluated and treated many of the church pastors and elders and translators who would be working with us in the days ahead as we organized ourselves into triage and lab, medical, vision and pharmacy units. The team God had assembled was good humored and diverse. Each member seemed both essential and sufficient for the work at hand. We were impressed at how God coordinated our time with His church in Cameroon to bring almost two hundred people to the Lord and plant two new churches in the Yagoua area during our visit. This, despite our lack of language skills in French and Masana (except for Allison and Solveig). God allowed us to serve hundreds of people in the clinic setting as well, including a number of extremely ill children and adults. In addition to addressing their medical needs, we were able to pray with many of them. God demonstrated time and again how He was sufficient when we felt hopelessly inadequate. Although many were served in the clinic and touched in the new church plant areas, we saw countless others who were not. The Cameroon CLB plans to carry on the Lord's work there using medications, supplies, and evangelism tools we left behind, powered, of course, by the Holy Spirit. We felt strengthened in the Lord by our brothers and sisters in Cameroon as they felt strengthened by our presence. Please continue to pray with us and our leaders as we seek to discover our part in His work. Noel Johnson Getting to Know the Kittelsons In 1986 while serving
We pray in all these things that the Lord will use who we are and what we do so people around us may see Jesus and understand His love. May God receive all the glory, may many come to accept this love of Jesus, and may God’s Church grow strong among the Hakka in Hsinchu. Mike and Delores Kittelson Another Language We are pilgrims on the road to our heavenly home. Sometimes in Chad , sometimes in the United States … And this year, our Father has sent us to Albertville, France. He has us here to learn French. Kirsten and I (Marcos) are in class three hours in the morning and three hours in the afternoon, and I think the professors plan for us to study another three hours at night. The kids are in on the act, of course. The three oldest are in public school, with Lucas (12) in middle school about a mile away, while Hans (10) and Betsy (3) at a pre-K to 5th grade school just around the corner from us. Katie (2) is in our language school’s child care for most of the day. They are all in full immersion in French, and the Lord has answered all our prayers regarding their schooling situations. Each one has the teachers and classroom situation that is just right for them. We will be here until July of 2010, when we plan to return to Chad, well equipped with French. French will be vitally important as we continue to broaden our ministry partnership with the Lutheran Brethren Church of Chad. We, Lutheran Brethren missionaries from North America, have been assigned the role of pioneering ministry to previously unevangelized peoples of Chad. These important first steps to expanding God’s Kingdom in Chad need to be followed up by Chadians taking the gospel to other Chadians. They will be the ones to take the Good News of Jesus to every corner of their country and beyond. They, however, need to be called, trained and sent. We can have a role in this process, which is why we need French. You see, when we first arrived in Chad, we learned Chadian Arabic first to better communicate with our people group. Though this choice brought us closer to the people we wanted to reach, it, paradoxically, distanced us from our Lutheran Brethren brothers and sisters, who by and large do not speak Arabic. French is their common language. Knowing French we will be able to speak with and encourage lay people, evangelists, pastors and even the President of their synod. Lutheran Brethren International Mission is seeking to catalyze the LB of Chad to answer God’s call to send workers into the harvest fields of Chad. As the Church responds to this part of their God-given mission, we can be there to walk along side them. Again, French will be indispensible for this. All this does not mean that we have abandoned our church planting and translation work among our people group. We will continue these, and our new-found knowledge of French will help us in these ministries as well. Primarily, French will be very useful as we continue translation work. We want to increase the involvement of our people group in the translation of the Bible into their own language, and most of the training and resources available to them are in French. Knowing French can help us work more closely together. Translation ministry inevitably leads to literacy, and in Chad that means dealing with the government, which primarily works in French. In addition, French will help us as we work with other Christian groups in Chad, like the Jesus Film project for Chad, who share our goal of making Christ known throughout Chad. Thank you for your prayers and support during this important time. Marcos Reading the News Backwards One of the best pieces of cultural advice that I picked up during our first few years of ministry here in
I’ve put that little tidbit of advice into practice many times since then. It has, on the whole, served me quite welland not only when reading local newspapers! Many “news” items appearing on western news websites, I’ve discovered, are best read “backwards” as well. Take some of the typical fare being served up on my home page (www.yahoo.com) recently, for instance: “Episcopal Bishops OK Prayer for Gay Couples”“Butler Lashes Out at Aniston Romance Rumours”“Obama Wearing Mom Jeans?”“June Video Game Sales Drop Sharply.” What do headlines such as these say about our own culture back in the
There is another sense, though, in which I have increasingly come to “read the news backwards” since our family moved to this East Asian country more than a decade agoa way of reading unfolding events that has much more to do with my long, uneven journey toward a deeper, calmer faith in Him than with my more recent forays into a healthy journalistic skepticism. In my day-to-day work as a director overseeing the ministry of about 170 cross-cultural workers in this country, I’ve recently received newsby email, by phone, by Skype, by instant messagingof dear friends losing their full-term baby, of a godly brother in ministry being arrested and sentenced to a year of prison labor for “disturbing the public security,” of colleagues having to flee or hide from deadly ethnic rioting occurring on the streets outside their doors, of co-worker after co-worker being denied visas to work and study among the unreached peoples that they love, of brothers and sisters in Christ facing life-threatening accidents and illnesses. How am I to view this seemingly relentless onslaught of overwhelmingly tragic and discouraging news? On the surface, it would appear as if we are losing the battleas if we might just as well pack our bags, move back home, and stick to harmless, gossipy news about the latest scandal, the hottest new styles, and the coolest new electronic games. But when I look again at these recent events with eyes of faith, with a deeper vision honed on a growing confidence in the God who has been relentlessly (and successfully) pursuing sin-sick humans for millennia on end, I see something very different happening around me in this country. I see seeds of life being planted that will never be uprooted. I see co-workers and colleagues being painfully, lovingly, tenderly equipped for significant future ministry. I see an all-knowing Supreme Commander carefully, deliberately repositioning his crack troops for the next major offensive on enemy-held territory. I see the ruler of this present darkness baring his fangs, raging in murderous desperation as peoples and territories that he has owned for centuries upon end come increasingly under redemptive, divine assault from every direction. When I see this way, I see truly, knowing without the slightest hesitation that we are indeed on the winning side. Knowing that nothing can possibly happen to us, His deeply cherished children, that He is not capable of turning--somehow, somewayinto an opportunity or an occasion for displaying His glory, for working some new, unforeseen blessing into our lives, for drawing a world of lost, desperate people all around us steadily and inexorably to Himself. The battle indeed belongs to the Lord. Joel
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The “Man of Peace” invited us and ten men from the village into his mud brick home where he served us tea and freshly butchered chicken over rice. We then went outside to a thatched roof gazebo next to the mosque. About thirty more men of the village joined us and we all sat down. Dan explained the reason for our visit mentioning that God had laid a love for their people on our hearts. Dan also said that we wanted to meet them and learn more about them. When the men heard this, they smiled and started discussing something amongst themselves. Finally, an elderly gentleman spoke. He introduced himself as the chief’s representative and stated that the men of the village felt like only God could have sent us to them. He also said, “How else could you have found us?” We agreed--we had come from half-way around the world, drove 6 hours into the African bush, crossed the river in a dugout canoe, walked 2 miles and then rode in a vehicle for another 10-15 miles on a bush road and arrived in the village. Indeed, God had orchestrated this special meeting. After that endearing exchange, we began to ask our questions, one being, “What do your people value?” Their answer was 4-fold. “Peace; we just want to do our work in peace.” They mentioned that in the village’s history, no one had ever taken the life of another. “Health; could you build a hospital for us?” To this we replied that we were just there to learn about them and that we’d continue to pray and see where God was leading us. “Education; we need two more teachers and 2,000,000 francs ($4000) to build a school.” Again, we said that the purpose of our visit was solely to visit with them and learn more about them. They followed our response with these comments. “Historically, our people have been very influential, politically. Years ago, we were offered education , but we turned it down. Now, we realize what a mistake we made in declining their offer. Because of this, we as a people, have been left behind politically, and no longer have the influence we once possessed. Now, we realize how important education is and we desire it greatly for our children.” Currently, there is one teacher in our village, however, there are 150 students. “Hospitality. We value the relationships that we have with each other. We greet those people around us and expect to be greeted by them.” These people were so gracious, eloquent, and had such a strong community. When we were finished asking questions, we thanked them for spending time with us and receiving us so warmly. They responded by saying, “You must really care about us. You have quit your family and quit your country and come here, and sat on the mats with us and spent time with us. This means so much to us. Please, don’t let this day be a waste. May our relationship with you continue in whatever form God directs in your hearts.” These unreached people had surprised us by their warm reception of us, their gracious hospitality, and their openness. God had certainly prepared the way for us, and for that we’re grateful and excited to see what he has in store for
Catherine Ewan The Gospel and a Cup of Green Tea
As part of the Connections English teaching program, Jon and I taught conversational English to both children and adults. Our classes were connected to two LB churches in the
In between classes, we managed to attend river BBQ’s where bear meat and hormone were featured items, eat jellyfish and visit an onsen (read bath) with our entire church family, learn to cook many Japanese foods with ladies classes, go skiing with our students, and visit many beautiful temples, shrines and gardens. We acquired a taste for sushi, shiso, miso and tofu. James is actually bringing home seaweed as a treasured souvenir. Maria has become an expert on Japanese fashion, and William recently asked if he could dye his hair from blond to black like all of his friends. See what a difference two years can make? As short-term missionaries in the English program, we had the unique opportunity to “hook” some of our students with our free-spirited Western ways and our inability to speak Japanese. We said things, tried things, and acted in ways that aren’t “typically” Japanese, and our family of five became a little missionary team. On one outing we were playing baseball as a family at a park, laughing and having a blast, and we greeted a woman who was walking her dog. Like many others over our time here, she wanted to practice her English. She enjoyed watching this game of American ball, and we chatted, gave her an information card, said good-bye, and kept on playing. A year later, she called the number to the church, asked if she could please study the Bible, and came to greet the family she met one year before in the park. She wants to be baptized soon! We learned that even though we didn’t speak Japanese, love translates in any language. One of my classes was a group of wives and mothers, and at chapel time, I shared from my heart about my own struggles over issues we could all relate to…parenting, selfishness, wanting to control things, and needing reminders to trust God. Our hearts grew close as we laughed together each week, and as these precious women taught me how to make soup, mochi rice, and okonomiyaki. We parted with a fair amount of tears and plenty of Western hugging! There were challenges during our time here…broken arms, learning how to grocery shop, living in a 500 square foot apartment, driving on the opposite side of the road, and constantly feeling like we were “babies” in grown up bodies who needed help to do many things. We laughed a lot, cried a little, and learned quickly to say “excuse me” in Japanese. We became excellent actors, and sharing each day’s stories became popular dinner conversation. God not only sent us, He equipped us and blessed us. Our Japanese students freely tell us there really is no religion here. People are so open to hearing about the hope that Christ brings. Could a trip East be in your future? Kim Sorensen Chad MK to Taiwan Different religions and peoples fascinate me.
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I hadn’t thought about Buddhist temples though. There I smelled the incense, saw the food set out for the gods and watched people worshipping idols that was hard for me. As I watched a man bow to a statue, I felt so sorry for him: he was lost and blind. But I felt that Jesus loved him like He loved me and that He wanted that man to worship Him. Then with Christian believers I listened to Mandarin hymns. I thought to myself, “I'm with a people I've never been with before. I can't understand what they’re singing. Yet, Christ is here." We praised and glorified God together: that was a wonderful feeling. I also got to know some ladies in the church through their Bible study. The women took turns giving their testimonies and most asked for prayer to be a witness to their unbelieving family members. One reason these meetings were so exciting is because my family's work in
It was a joy to spend time with missionary kids. We were able to learn songs, play together, take walks, and just get to know each other. Before, in
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Patience Medical Mission to Chad I spent the last two weeks of February on a medical mission trip to Chad, Africa. This was my second trip to Chad as I was a member of a mission team from our church that went last year. I lived with my friends, Dan and Rachel, in their village in southern Chad where they have a home and are missionaries. Our congregation, Bethesda LBC, Eau Claire, WI, has adopted these people. We have prayed for them and over the past six years we have been able to fund the drilling of a deep well for clean water, buy and distribute mosquito nets to everyone in the village and fund and help build a modern grain storage building. We have also had medical missions. The medical needs of the people of Chad are great and the care that we can provide is minimal but important.
Last year all of our clinics were held in Dan and Rachel's village itself but this year we travelled to some neighboring villages. I was surprised to note that there seemed to be a lot more malaria outside of their village and also more dehydrated children with dysentery. These people were also more trusting and less superstitious than their neighbors. I could not help but wonder if these differences were a result of Bethesda's prayers and the provision of accessible clean water and mosquito nets. Outside of their village, I saw many children who wore strings of amulets to try to ward off evil or disease. I saw many people with scars on their bodies where local 'healers' had cut them with red hot razor blades to cure the pains that they had. It was once again a joy to be used by God in the lives of these people. Any medicines that were given out brought temporary cures but we were also able to pray for spiritual healing in the name of Jesus. The people knew that we had come because we loved God and were followers of Jesus, His son. I hope that more of our churches will consider adopting a people group. It will make an eternal difference. In Jesus, God's Word in Cameroon
He raised his eyebrows, and then he nodded. "Yes. Oh, yes." I noted a hint of surprise on his face, as if to say: Who wouldn't stand to hear the Word of God? How could one possibly sit, when God Himself will be speaking to us? Of the many things that impressed me during my brief time in Cameroon, the one that surfaces most is the respect and reverence I found among the people there for the Word of God. And not only in the churches. We visited people's homes--bare compounds with a thatched-roof hut and a few chickens and a little wooden bench, which they offered us to sit on. We asked them through our translators whether we might share some Scripture verses with them. Many of them responded: "How can we refuse to hear what God has to say to us?"
My final night in Garoua I rode in a pickup bed with a Cameroonian Lutheran Brethren pastor after an evening tent service. In broken English he explained his desire for an English Bible. I listened over the noise of the engine and the wind, squinting at the dust billowing behind the truck as we bumped and bounced along. I had brought only one Bible, my original preaching Bible, which I'd started using in seminary. Its worn, maroon-leather cover had been held many times and in many places where I'd preached God's Word to listening ears. This Bible had traveled with me from Fergus Falls to Sioux Falls to Eugene, Oregon. It joined the Navy with me and went from San Diego to the Persian Gulf aboard an aircraft carrier and two destroyers. My Bible flew with me by helicopter from ship to ship. I'd preached to Marines from this Bible in Okinawa and near the foot of Mt. Fuji in Japan. It was exposed to salty sea air on the beach at Naval Station Mayport, Florida and to fresh summer air at an outdoor service three months earlier in Mayville, North Dakota. I was fond of my traveling, preaching Bible. We'd been through a lot together. But how many other Bibles did I have at home and in my office at church? Next to me, my Cameroonian brother was hungering for one Bible in English. I had to take a few deep breaths before removing the Bible from my shoulder bag. A friend with a Swiss Army knife excised one page from the Bible for me, a page listing my earliest preaching events and their dates. The dedication page, significantly, was still blank. So I took out a pen and dedicated it to Pastor Nira. I left in Cameroon a Bible that was precious to me. What I brought home, however, is even more valuable. My heart moves with fresh respect for God's Word. And my soul stirs in newfound humility for the God who breathes His Word across the nations. Let us stand indeed to hear those blessed words. ![]() |
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