April 9, 2008


I began to hear my first words this week, since going deaf in January. I've still got a long way to go, but it is amazingly good to hear recognizable words again. Thank you heavenly father.
Yesterday I went into the small town again with a helper from the church. We visited the singer's family and discovered that he still hasn't been able to move back into the small town. It is dependant upon his closing of a second-hand store he has in the city and finding someone who can freely haul his things to the small town. Money is tight for them. We still have not begun storying in this family, but need to. Pray for the singer. We visitied a few homes and simply prayed for the sick. In two homes, the families on the hill and a family near the bus station, I told the story of Christ's death and resurrection. I have not been dialoging the story with the families while deaf, just telling the stories. Still, it's obvious the power in God's word.
I should return again to the small town within a week.

April 5, 2008

Waiting and waiting

I had planned to go to the small town 3 times this week. When plans to go on Tuesday fell through, Loaise offered to go with me on Wednesday. We'd been staying with her mother this week, so we had to take the city bus into town to catch the bus to the small town. We missed it by 2 minutes. Loaise called a member of our church and asked him to go with me on Thursday. That morning we found out that a friend of mine (the first man I baptized here, 5 years ago) lost his dad. We went to the funeral instead of the small town. Hopefully I can go twice next week.

My hearing is still improving. I've been praying more earnestly lately. Probably because of impatience. I can hear things, lots of things, but I am not hearing sound purely. In other words. I can hear when someone is talking, but I can't hear that there are words. Sound is choppy, garbled, odd. Still, it's improvement.

Keep praying.