Dear Friends and Family,
I must type like a wildman--I had written about two pages when all of a sudden my page disappeared--you gotta be kidding me. Anyways, by God's grace I have completed the Spring semester here at CBTS. I finished all of my grading a few days ago which took many, many, many hours. No time to breathe, however, due to the preparation required for my one week intensive beginning next Monday. I will be teaching a couse on Old Testament Exegesis in the book of Exodus to the MA students--5 days for 6 hours a day--Lord, help me and the students. In other news, last week we played the final match in the inter-degree program football league. It was the match of the century, well, at least of my time here in Cameroon. Five minutes into the game I recevied an amazing pass from one of the forwards about 15 yards out from the goal. I met the ball head on with my left foot driving it into the net. That put us up 1-0, which ended up being the final score. It was a wonderful way to end my football playing days here at Ndu. Well, time is running out--please keep me in your prayers as I approach my final class. This will surely be a most difficult task, however, I am very excited. Always for the glory of Christ Jesus.
Blessings,
CT
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Grading, Pigeon-English, Grading, Living Water & Banda de Hermanos!
Dear Friends and Family,
Well, the end is definitely in sight, a fact which is a bit painful to realize. Of course I look forward to coming home to see friends and family, but am beginning to understand just how difficult it will be for me to leave this place. All the parents in the village are beginning to approach me saying, "Creez, do you know how painful it will be for our children when you leave?" I simply say, "It's going to be hard for me as well." Currently my days are spent grading and playing with the village munchkins--bible studies and Makam (their version of "tag"). All grades must be submitted by Friday, which I assure you will be no easy task. As I look at the stacks of theology papers and exams on my kitchen table I am reminded of the summer when I climbed Mt. Washington with two of my best friends, Matt Ramsey and Brigham "the OG" Lee. As I stood at the base of the mountain I remember looking up thinking, "Wow, this is not going to be easy!" I have the same feeling concerning the K2-sized paper stack on my kitchen table. Always by God's grace! Concerning the heading "pigeon English" I find myself speaking this odd language more and more as of lately. Even some of the older youth have taken notice saying, "Creez, you are learning to speak Pigeon?" "I guess so," I reply. A quick story: Last week I was down at the stream gathering water with a large group of children who were busy doing the same thing. As i made the journey from the valley back towards my home, I notice that a whole host of children began to follow me. i looked back, smiled, and continued on my journey. When I arrived back at the house i counted about 16 kids on my heels. I said, "Bible study?" And they said, "Yes." We sat down on my front porch and I took them through John 4, the story of Jesus and the Samaritan woman. It was awesome. I think more than anyting, well, besides teaching my seminary students, I will miss bible studies with the children. Another story: last week, specifically on Thursday, after administering my final exam for gospels I left the classroom and was approached by a few of my students. One of them said, "Pastor Chris, I have been greatly challenged and influenced by our gospels class this semester. I now read the gospels in light of the Old Testament and feel equipped and confident to teach the gospels." I report this for the glory of Christ. This has been my prayer for my students all semester, and to hear such comments from my students is a wonderful testimony of God's goodness and faithfulness. It is such a blessing to be used by the Almighty for His kingdom work. Throughout this semester I have realized my inadequacies, which has caused me to see that only in Christ can we be effective for the kingdom. Please keep me in your prayers as i continue to grade, prepare for my final class beginning on June 7 and prepare for my transition back to the States. To God be the glory. Oh yeah, after finishing with exams last week i began to watch the mini-series, "Band of Brothers." Wow, it is quite wonderful and made for a nice break.
In Christ,
CT
Well, the end is definitely in sight, a fact which is a bit painful to realize. Of course I look forward to coming home to see friends and family, but am beginning to understand just how difficult it will be for me to leave this place. All the parents in the village are beginning to approach me saying, "Creez, do you know how painful it will be for our children when you leave?" I simply say, "It's going to be hard for me as well." Currently my days are spent grading and playing with the village munchkins--bible studies and Makam (their version of "tag"). All grades must be submitted by Friday, which I assure you will be no easy task. As I look at the stacks of theology papers and exams on my kitchen table I am reminded of the summer when I climbed Mt. Washington with two of my best friends, Matt Ramsey and Brigham "the OG" Lee. As I stood at the base of the mountain I remember looking up thinking, "Wow, this is not going to be easy!" I have the same feeling concerning the K2-sized paper stack on my kitchen table. Always by God's grace! Concerning the heading "pigeon English" I find myself speaking this odd language more and more as of lately. Even some of the older youth have taken notice saying, "Creez, you are learning to speak Pigeon?" "I guess so," I reply. A quick story: Last week I was down at the stream gathering water with a large group of children who were busy doing the same thing. As i made the journey from the valley back towards my home, I notice that a whole host of children began to follow me. i looked back, smiled, and continued on my journey. When I arrived back at the house i counted about 16 kids on my heels. I said, "Bible study?" And they said, "Yes." We sat down on my front porch and I took them through John 4, the story of Jesus and the Samaritan woman. It was awesome. I think more than anyting, well, besides teaching my seminary students, I will miss bible studies with the children. Another story: last week, specifically on Thursday, after administering my final exam for gospels I left the classroom and was approached by a few of my students. One of them said, "Pastor Chris, I have been greatly challenged and influenced by our gospels class this semester. I now read the gospels in light of the Old Testament and feel equipped and confident to teach the gospels." I report this for the glory of Christ. This has been my prayer for my students all semester, and to hear such comments from my students is a wonderful testimony of God's goodness and faithfulness. It is such a blessing to be used by the Almighty for His kingdom work. Throughout this semester I have realized my inadequacies, which has caused me to see that only in Christ can we be effective for the kingdom. Please keep me in your prayers as i continue to grade, prepare for my final class beginning on June 7 and prepare for my transition back to the States. To God be the glory. Oh yeah, after finishing with exams last week i began to watch the mini-series, "Band of Brothers." Wow, it is quite wonderful and made for a nice break.
In Christ,
CT
Monday, May 17, 2010
Wooooo! Wooooo! African Dress, Football in the Rain & Bear Grylls!
Dear Friends and Family,
The double "WOOO" battle cry signals the completion of the Spring semester. It has been wonderful. Last Thursday, my final day of class, as I walked out of OT Introduction I lifted my hands in praise and seriously considered doing 5 consecutive flip-flops down the dirt road in front of the seminary, but decided against it. Because this past Thursday was a national holiday (Ascension Day) most classes were canceled. However, because we only had two chapters left in the Hebrew grammar, I encouraged my Hebrew class to meet at 7AM so as to finish out the grammar (the dreaded Hithpael Stem). I also promised them snacks if they came for class--they were more than happy to. When I arrived, a bit groggy because the coffee had not yet kicked in, i noticed that my students were gathered together in a huddle. One of them left the group and walked over to me. "We have a surprise for you," said Lobe. I said, "Sweet, what?" He had me step into one of the classrooms and presented me with a gift from the class, an offical Cameroonian dress (understand that dress simply refers to what one wears, whether male or female). They said I had to wear it as I taught my final class. I was so honored and blessed by such a gift. It came complete with trousers, a shirt and hat, all with amazingly awesome African colors and designs. I decided to wear my outfit for the remainder of the day which resulted in numerous marriage proposals from some of the local ladies (lol). The Wednesay before was the semi-final football match for the inner-school league, a separate league from the one I have mentioned in previous blogs. I was picked up by one of the teams. We began the match about 5PM and I found myself playing with and against several of my students--how cool! Anyways, about 35 minutes into the match the sky turned to death--it became so dark that we could hardly see the football. And then the rain began to pound against us, relentlessly, and yet the game continued on. It was incredible. After halftime the skies cleared and visibility returned. Our team won 3-1, and I had two assists, along with a horrible miss right in front of the goal. The final match will be played in two weeks. The locals get such a kick out of seeing a white man play football (soccer) with Cameroonians. In other news, this past Friday, in celebration of the completion of classes, I had about 12 students over for a night of fellowship. It was quite a night. We met in my living room area, equipped with snacks, and students began to unleash a barrage of questions concerning difficult gospel texts we were unable to cover in the semester due to time. It was beautiful. Also, I received such encouraging comments from my students concerning my different classes--it was such a blessing. After our discussion time, I prayed for the students in preparation for final exam week and then played the movie, Luther (Martin Luther (reformation)) on my laptop. The students absolutely loved this film. Today i finished writing my final exam for gospels and tomorrow will be giving exams for my Hebrew and OT classes. I have an exam on Wednesday and Friday as well. The next two weeks will consist of much grading, papers and exams, and preparation for my summer 1 Hebrew exegesis intensive. Lastly, concerning the "Bear Grylls" title, this past week I was without cooking gas, power and water which resulted in the application of numerous "Man vs. Wild" content. I cooked over an open fire for a few days and drew water from a stream for bucket baths. Presently the power has returned and I have been able to buy more cooking gas. I am still without water, which really is not that bad because of a nearby spring that provides water for cooking, cleaning, bathing and drinking (filtered of course). My time here has truly been wonderful--I look back over the past 41/2 months and am so thankful. It has been difficult, but my time with my students, the youth group and the little munchkins from the village has been fantastic. I will greatly miss this place, but am looking forward to what the Lord has in store, post-Cameroon. I hope to come back some day, if not fulltime, at least for a return visit so as to teach intensives. I hope this update finds all of you well and rejoicing in the glorious grace of our Lord and Savior. Thank you so much for your prayers.
For His glory,
CT
The double "WOOO" battle cry signals the completion of the Spring semester. It has been wonderful. Last Thursday, my final day of class, as I walked out of OT Introduction I lifted my hands in praise and seriously considered doing 5 consecutive flip-flops down the dirt road in front of the seminary, but decided against it. Because this past Thursday was a national holiday (Ascension Day) most classes were canceled. However, because we only had two chapters left in the Hebrew grammar, I encouraged my Hebrew class to meet at 7AM so as to finish out the grammar (the dreaded Hithpael Stem). I also promised them snacks if they came for class--they were more than happy to. When I arrived, a bit groggy because the coffee had not yet kicked in, i noticed that my students were gathered together in a huddle. One of them left the group and walked over to me. "We have a surprise for you," said Lobe. I said, "Sweet, what?" He had me step into one of the classrooms and presented me with a gift from the class, an offical Cameroonian dress (understand that dress simply refers to what one wears, whether male or female). They said I had to wear it as I taught my final class. I was so honored and blessed by such a gift. It came complete with trousers, a shirt and hat, all with amazingly awesome African colors and designs. I decided to wear my outfit for the remainder of the day which resulted in numerous marriage proposals from some of the local ladies (lol). The Wednesay before was the semi-final football match for the inner-school league, a separate league from the one I have mentioned in previous blogs. I was picked up by one of the teams. We began the match about 5PM and I found myself playing with and against several of my students--how cool! Anyways, about 35 minutes into the match the sky turned to death--it became so dark that we could hardly see the football. And then the rain began to pound against us, relentlessly, and yet the game continued on. It was incredible. After halftime the skies cleared and visibility returned. Our team won 3-1, and I had two assists, along with a horrible miss right in front of the goal. The final match will be played in two weeks. The locals get such a kick out of seeing a white man play football (soccer) with Cameroonians. In other news, this past Friday, in celebration of the completion of classes, I had about 12 students over for a night of fellowship. It was quite a night. We met in my living room area, equipped with snacks, and students began to unleash a barrage of questions concerning difficult gospel texts we were unable to cover in the semester due to time. It was beautiful. Also, I received such encouraging comments from my students concerning my different classes--it was such a blessing. After our discussion time, I prayed for the students in preparation for final exam week and then played the movie, Luther (Martin Luther (reformation)) on my laptop. The students absolutely loved this film. Today i finished writing my final exam for gospels and tomorrow will be giving exams for my Hebrew and OT classes. I have an exam on Wednesday and Friday as well. The next two weeks will consist of much grading, papers and exams, and preparation for my summer 1 Hebrew exegesis intensive. Lastly, concerning the "Bear Grylls" title, this past week I was without cooking gas, power and water which resulted in the application of numerous "Man vs. Wild" content. I cooked over an open fire for a few days and drew water from a stream for bucket baths. Presently the power has returned and I have been able to buy more cooking gas. I am still without water, which really is not that bad because of a nearby spring that provides water for cooking, cleaning, bathing and drinking (filtered of course). My time here has truly been wonderful--I look back over the past 41/2 months and am so thankful. It has been difficult, but my time with my students, the youth group and the little munchkins from the village has been fantastic. I will greatly miss this place, but am looking forward to what the Lord has in store, post-Cameroon. I hope to come back some day, if not fulltime, at least for a return visit so as to teach intensives. I hope this update finds all of you well and rejoicing in the glorious grace of our Lord and Savior. Thank you so much for your prayers.
For His glory,
CT
Monday, May 10, 2010
No Power, No Showers, Motorcycle Adventure, Preaching in the Village
Dear Friends and Family,
Let me address the above items one at a time. I have been without power for about 1 week now. I study at night by candle light, which sounds romantic, but I fear I may need reading classes upon my arrival in the States (lol). Also, the power issue has resulted in no hot water for the past few days. Being in the mountains, the water from the taps is a bit chilly. As a result I have taken a break from showers which has resulted in a foul smell throughout my home. Every room seems to have this pugnant odor...I soon realized it was myself I was smelling...woooo! I shall remedy this problem tonight despite the painful cold. Concerning the motorcycle adventure, I was recently asked to preach in a village church where one of my OT students is presently serving as the pastor. He picked me up this past Sunday (yesterday) on his motorcylce and we ending up driving for about 45 minutes over mountain roads to reach our final destination of Sehn, Cameroon. It was such a beautiful trip. The roads were a bit slipperly due to the massive rains the night before which almost caused some problems---almost. Where we travleled I have inferred that I may have been the first white person many of these people had ever seen. One small child was terrified of me, probably because of my awesome mountain man beard---I wish. The whole sermon was interpreted by the pastor into the native dialect of the people, a language which I have picked up on a bit while living here. I was able to greet the people in their language which caused an uproar of laughter. I walked out in tears--just kidding. The whole service was incredible. I had a wonderful time preaching to these people. My text was Mark 2:1-12. It's hard to believe that this is my final week of class before final exams. In way I am relieved, but know that I will greatly miss teaching my students. Time is running out, must be going. Sorry!!!
For His glory,
CT
Let me address the above items one at a time. I have been without power for about 1 week now. I study at night by candle light, which sounds romantic, but I fear I may need reading classes upon my arrival in the States (lol). Also, the power issue has resulted in no hot water for the past few days. Being in the mountains, the water from the taps is a bit chilly. As a result I have taken a break from showers which has resulted in a foul smell throughout my home. Every room seems to have this pugnant odor...I soon realized it was myself I was smelling...woooo! I shall remedy this problem tonight despite the painful cold. Concerning the motorcycle adventure, I was recently asked to preach in a village church where one of my OT students is presently serving as the pastor. He picked me up this past Sunday (yesterday) on his motorcylce and we ending up driving for about 45 minutes over mountain roads to reach our final destination of Sehn, Cameroon. It was such a beautiful trip. The roads were a bit slipperly due to the massive rains the night before which almost caused some problems---almost. Where we travleled I have inferred that I may have been the first white person many of these people had ever seen. One small child was terrified of me, probably because of my awesome mountain man beard---I wish. The whole sermon was interpreted by the pastor into the native dialect of the people, a language which I have picked up on a bit while living here. I was able to greet the people in their language which caused an uproar of laughter. I walked out in tears--just kidding. The whole service was incredible. I had a wonderful time preaching to these people. My text was Mark 2:1-12. It's hard to believe that this is my final week of class before final exams. In way I am relieved, but know that I will greatly miss teaching my students. Time is running out, must be going. Sorry!!!
For His glory,
CT
Friday, April 30, 2010
Tree Climbing, Dennis the Menace, Battle-Beard!
Dear Friends and Family,
Praise God, I survived another week--and what a wonderful week it was. My preaching went well on Tuesday and classes are progressing beautifully. We completed the Pual Stem (Passive Intensive Action) in Hebrew, Luke in Gospels and Habakkuk, Zephaniah and Haggai in OT Introduction. Wooooo! Only two weeks left of classes until final exams. Time is moving rather quickly and I am doing my best, always by God's grace, to stay caught up. I was just thinking this morning how blessed I have been the past 3 years concerning ministry opportunities. While in seminary I had the opportunity to live and serve at the Boston Rescue Mission, following seminary I had the opportunity to serve the best group of youth ever in my hometown, and now I am in West Africa serving as a seminary professor, youth pastor and kids pastor. God is so good. I still have days where I find myself holding on by a thread, but the Lord has continually provided me with His grace, love, comfort and strength to endure. I must bring you up to speed concerning my adventures with the Cameroonian kids. Last weekend about 12 kids came by the house wanting to play. It began to rain and I yelled out, "To the trees." There is a beautiful orchard of some exotic type of tree directly in front of my home. The trees grow close together and the branches intertwine allowing one to climb from tree to tree. The kids (4-5 year olds) spent about an hour just climbing and laughing. A new kid appeared that day, one that I had not yet had the privilege of meeting. His name is Dennis, and yes, he is a menace. However, he has the best laugh I have ever heard; it's infectious. He would laugh non-stop which would cause me to laugh--it was awesome. On Tuesday of this week the same group of kids came by the house wanting to play. I walked outside and immediately took off running with 12 little ninos behind me. Behing my house there is a small stair-like cliff which is perfect for "King of the Hill." I would race them up the hill--this lasted for sometime. Later on little Jesse came by with a friend for Bible Study. Ok, so on Tuesday I informed all of these kids that due to my busy schedule the next few days I would not be able to play again until Friday. I even had Anna, a missionary kid and little sister from another mother, communicate this to them in Pigeon English. On Wednesay I was in my living room studying for Thursday's classes when all of a sudden I heard a faint cry outside my frontdoor: "Uncle Creez." I stood up, a bit flustered, and approached the door. When I opened the door I saw little Jesse staring up at me with a new friend by his side. "Uncle Creez, we beg for Bible study," he said. I sighed an impatient sigh and then slowly began to smile. I rested my head against my forearm and said, "Ok Jesse, I cannot say 'No' to Bible Study." I told my class the next day and they laughed hysterically. Ok, now to the "Battle-Beard." For the past 8 years of my adult life I have suffered from a condition known as the "beardless man syndrom." I'm not making this up. I'm 26 years old and still unable to grow a beard, well, until now. Now I know what you are thinking, "There is no way!" Well, before you get too excited, understand that when I say "until now," I simply mean that the peach fuzz has evolved into something much more substantial. What I presently have attached to my face may only be considered a beard by Native Americans, but I'm pretty excited all the same. Anyways, I have not shaved for a week and will be playing in the final football (soccer) match tomorrow armed with my 'battle-beard.' In other news, I'll be preaching next Sunday in a village chruch nearby where one of my OT students serves as the senior pastor. He will serve as my translator. Also, I must mention a comment I received from one of my OT students following class. Hanson, a fellow teammate and student approached me after class as I was walking home, tired and exhausted, and said, "Professor Chris, I just wanted to let you know how much I have enjoyed our Old Testament class. I truly feel prepared to now preach through the Old Testament." I think I almost started crying. I walked home with my hands lifted high, praising God for his goodness and for the opportunity to be used for His glory. It's such an excited thing to hear that you are being used by God to edify His people. I it is only by His grace and by the power of His Spirit that such things are happening, and to Him be all the glory. I'm not sure if I mentinoed this, but one of the rats has died, and yet one remains--He must be an a lab-rat who escaped from MIT, because he has evaded every trap I've thrown his way. Don't laugh, but twice now I have thrown my knife at him in the kitchen--I'm currently 0 for 2. Anyways, I continue to ask for your prayers as we move into the final two weeks of the semester. Tomorrow will mark 4 months that I have now been in Africa. It's a bit hard to fathom. Part of me is ready to head home, but I would not trade these past 4 months for anything. God has been faithful, and again I know that it is due to your prayers that I have been mostly healthy and have remained encouraged throughout many difficult nights of study and preparation.
Praise God, I survived another week--and what a wonderful week it was. My preaching went well on Tuesday and classes are progressing beautifully. We completed the Pual Stem (Passive Intensive Action) in Hebrew, Luke in Gospels and Habakkuk, Zephaniah and Haggai in OT Introduction. Wooooo! Only two weeks left of classes until final exams. Time is moving rather quickly and I am doing my best, always by God's grace, to stay caught up. I was just thinking this morning how blessed I have been the past 3 years concerning ministry opportunities. While in seminary I had the opportunity to live and serve at the Boston Rescue Mission, following seminary I had the opportunity to serve the best group of youth ever in my hometown, and now I am in West Africa serving as a seminary professor, youth pastor and kids pastor. God is so good. I still have days where I find myself holding on by a thread, but the Lord has continually provided me with His grace, love, comfort and strength to endure. I must bring you up to speed concerning my adventures with the Cameroonian kids. Last weekend about 12 kids came by the house wanting to play. It began to rain and I yelled out, "To the trees." There is a beautiful orchard of some exotic type of tree directly in front of my home. The trees grow close together and the branches intertwine allowing one to climb from tree to tree. The kids (4-5 year olds) spent about an hour just climbing and laughing. A new kid appeared that day, one that I had not yet had the privilege of meeting. His name is Dennis, and yes, he is a menace. However, he has the best laugh I have ever heard; it's infectious. He would laugh non-stop which would cause me to laugh--it was awesome. On Tuesday of this week the same group of kids came by the house wanting to play. I walked outside and immediately took off running with 12 little ninos behind me. Behing my house there is a small stair-like cliff which is perfect for "King of the Hill." I would race them up the hill--this lasted for sometime. Later on little Jesse came by with a friend for Bible Study. Ok, so on Tuesday I informed all of these kids that due to my busy schedule the next few days I would not be able to play again until Friday. I even had Anna, a missionary kid and little sister from another mother, communicate this to them in Pigeon English. On Wednesay I was in my living room studying for Thursday's classes when all of a sudden I heard a faint cry outside my frontdoor: "Uncle Creez." I stood up, a bit flustered, and approached the door. When I opened the door I saw little Jesse staring up at me with a new friend by his side. "Uncle Creez, we beg for Bible study," he said. I sighed an impatient sigh and then slowly began to smile. I rested my head against my forearm and said, "Ok Jesse, I cannot say 'No' to Bible Study." I told my class the next day and they laughed hysterically. Ok, now to the "Battle-Beard." For the past 8 years of my adult life I have suffered from a condition known as the "beardless man syndrom." I'm not making this up. I'm 26 years old and still unable to grow a beard, well, until now. Now I know what you are thinking, "There is no way!" Well, before you get too excited, understand that when I say "until now," I simply mean that the peach fuzz has evolved into something much more substantial. What I presently have attached to my face may only be considered a beard by Native Americans, but I'm pretty excited all the same. Anyways, I have not shaved for a week and will be playing in the final football (soccer) match tomorrow armed with my 'battle-beard.' In other news, I'll be preaching next Sunday in a village chruch nearby where one of my OT students serves as the senior pastor. He will serve as my translator. Also, I must mention a comment I received from one of my OT students following class. Hanson, a fellow teammate and student approached me after class as I was walking home, tired and exhausted, and said, "Professor Chris, I just wanted to let you know how much I have enjoyed our Old Testament class. I truly feel prepared to now preach through the Old Testament." I think I almost started crying. I walked home with my hands lifted high, praising God for his goodness and for the opportunity to be used for His glory. It's such an excited thing to hear that you are being used by God to edify His people. I it is only by His grace and by the power of His Spirit that such things are happening, and to Him be all the glory. I'm not sure if I mentinoed this, but one of the rats has died, and yet one remains--He must be an a lab-rat who escaped from MIT, because he has evaded every trap I've thrown his way. Don't laugh, but twice now I have thrown my knife at him in the kitchen--I'm currently 0 for 2. Anyways, I continue to ask for your prayers as we move into the final two weeks of the semester. Tomorrow will mark 4 months that I have now been in Africa. It's a bit hard to fathom. Part of me is ready to head home, but I would not trade these past 4 months for anything. God has been faithful, and again I know that it is due to your prayers that I have been mostly healthy and have remained encouraged throughout many difficult nights of study and preparation.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Last post continued due to blackout...
Alright, as I was saying, I am hoping to take my summer 1 Hebrew exegesis class through the book of Joshua. I am very excited. In other news, this past weekend consisted of the semifinals matches for the inner-seminary football (soccer) league. Our team played Hallelujah, a most difficult challenger, for the finals spot. We won 4-0, a most definitive victory, which landed us in the finals next Saturday. I had one goal, more of a face goal, and an assist. It was a sweet time. The rain has been non-stop. I woke up this morning, about 3Am, and thought that the roof might cave in on me. The rain here is pretty intense, but it has kept the farmers happy--for that I am thankful. Also, power has been an issue this week, so I have found myself most nights studying by candlelight. Last night I was down to my last three candles. By about 11PM the last of the three begin to sputter and flicker, desperately trying to maintain a flame. When the room became dark I knew it was time to call it a night. I had to get up early this morning to complete my class preparation which moved into chapel time as well. However, i did manage to get everything done in preparation for another beastly Thursday. I'll be preaching again this Tuesday in chapel. Please pray! Normally I set aside Thursday night as my break night. I head to the village for a bottle of coke and some Cameroonian chocolate and usually watch a movie on my laptop. Last week was "Jeremiah Johnson." Watch your top-knot. Well, time is running out, so I must run.
For His glory,
CT
For His glory,
CT
Get that Piel Stem, Hanging by a Thread, God is Good!
Dear Friends and Family,
Well, I survived another week. Woooo! I came out of the classroom praising God today. It was truly a wonderful week, minus the one rat still at large in my house. I'm now missing two toes on my left foot--just kidding! Tuesday's preaching engagement went extremely well. I hardly slept the night before due to class preparation, but the Lord pulled me through. I preached through the Beatitudes in Matthew 5 and was greatly encouraged by the comments of my students following the chapel service. Many said that they were encouraged and that the text was opened up to them in a wonderful way. Praise God! Today in OT we managed to finish Joel (we had to pick up from last time), Amos, Obadiah and Jonah. I was surprised that we got through so much material in just 3 hours. I most surprised to find out how much I enjoy teaching Hebrew. I have decided that this summer I will take my 1-week Hebrew exegesis
Well, I survived another week. Woooo! I came out of the classroom praising God today. It was truly a wonderful week, minus the one rat still at large in my house. I'm now missing two toes on my left foot--just kidding! Tuesday's preaching engagement went extremely well. I hardly slept the night before due to class preparation, but the Lord pulled me through. I preached through the Beatitudes in Matthew 5 and was greatly encouraged by the comments of my students following the chapel service. Many said that they were encouraged and that the text was opened up to them in a wonderful way. Praise God! Today in OT we managed to finish Joel (we had to pick up from last time), Amos, Obadiah and Jonah. I was surprised that we got through so much material in just 3 hours. I most surprised to find out how much I enjoy teaching Hebrew. I have decided that this summer I will take my 1-week Hebrew exegesis
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