
“Dave, hand me le couteau o teole ko” Is there anyone in the world who understood that sentence? Probably not unless you speak French, English and Bakoum. And who is the only person in the world who speaks these languages? My husband. Who then is the only person in the world who understands me? That’s right, my husband. There are few greater joys then to work side-by-side with Dave. We pull our hair out together over linguistic issues, we pray for our people group together, and we laugh and laugh at the awkward things we end up saying and doing. Further, I married a city boy who grew up in the suburbs and little did I know that he would turn into a serpent killing, fix-anything-with-a-couple-of-sticks, lizard-eating jungle warrior.
PTL! (Janet W.)
Thank you for sharing this encouraging and faith-building reflection. I was directed to your post by Tim Challies. I am excited to hear about your translation work in Cameroon. May the Lord continue to provide you with the grace you will need as you continue to press on.
Through tears of gratitude and praise, I thank God for His goodness to you all. Thank you for the heartwarming reflection.
Very encouraging blog, God has perfectly orchestrated this time in your family's life, praying for your labor to be effective & life changing for all the people you minister too.