Breaking Radio Silence
Thursday, June 26th, 2008Wow, a lot happens in BlogWorld when you are offline for nearly 3 weeks!
We rapidly coming to an end of our time at the Bible School in the Northwest of Thailand, and have been stretched and encouraged and frustrated and blessed, all at the same time.
The kids enjoyed washing clothes by hand, pretending to be pioneers and explorers, for about a day.
My first week here, I attended my first funeral AND wedding. (different people of course. Thank you Captain Obvious.)
Both of the ceremonies were Christian families. The funeral was a the mother of one of the ladies in my small group from our church in Chiang Mai, and so I knew someone there.
The wedding was a relation of our pastor and of one of the teachers here at the Bible school. Apparently, nearly everyone is related out here in Maesariang.
This is a lady dressed in the Lawa style. She was a guest at the wedding.
The wedding was a huge affair and although there were loads of people there, one family in attendance stood out like a sore thumb, can you guess who it was? Actually, the only awkawrd moment, (and it was probably only awkward for us), was when the bride and groom made their way through the guests and got us. Although their suprise registered on their faces, they were very gracious and just smiled and had their picture taken just like we were invited guests.
As for our language ability, I am pleased to say we can both see marked improvement. Greg even took a test last week with the rest of the students, and got an 84%! Most of the points off were fill-in-the-blank memory verses. Memorizing Scripture in Thai is very hard. For us.
There are days when it seems our brains just will not switch on, and the teaching sounds like a jumble, but then other days we can almost hear the click and for two hours, we can listen to the teaching and follow almost all of it!
We have both had the chance to lead a worship session and share a bit from the Word.
One Sunday we attended a Karen church about 30 minutes from the campus. Funny thing is that nearly none of the students understand Karen. The sermon was preached by one of the teachers here and then translated into Karen. That evening at our Sunday night meeting back at school, one of the students shared how difficult that was, to be at the church and not understand the preacher, the people around them, or be able to communicate.
Hmmm, I think we can relate to that.
Here are the kids at the Karen church. The building in the back is the kitchen.
I will try to get some more pictures of the campus up and posted in the next day or so. It is really a beautiful place, and seeing the housing for the students will make you very thankful for the home God has given you!






