This past Sunday, we had a very unusual day. At around 6
a.m., as I was praying and preparing for our Sunday services, I was alarmed
when my doorbell began to ring over and over again. It was quite unusual for me
to have anyone ring my doorbell let alone repeatedly. I opened the door to a
man yelling, "Naam Tuam!, Naam Tuam!!" This is the Thai word for
"flood"! I did what every man who has a man standing there yelling in
a foreign language at him, I smiled shook my head up and down and said,
"OK!"
I walked out to the gate, as he ran to the next house to warn
the sleeping neighbors, and saw about two inches of water in the street. To me
two inches was not a reason to be alarmed, so I turned around to go back
inside. After warning my sleeping neighbors of the flood, the man came running
back over to my gate and told me that I needed to get my car out of my driveway
to save it from the coming flood. We talked for a few minutes and I noticed the
water was now higher than it was just a few minutes ago. I decided that I would
move my car, if nothing more than to make our personal Paul Revere feel like he
did a good job.
Life in the mission field is sometimes difficult,
usually fulfilling, but always an adventure. This is just one story of our
extraordinary lives in an extraordinary country. Follow along as the seven of us
enjoy our service to God and experience the adventures of the mission field.
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