Majesty of God's Whispers

I was just thinking last night before I went to bed and this morning before I got up, how much I love getting up in the morning because I just can't wait to see what God will bring my way.  Sure sometimes it is difficult and I get a big massive headache, but God still has never given me anything I can't handle.  Guess he just loves us too much and this week as been no exception...

Tues:  Rev. and Mildred got a serious client couple and told me to get lost, so I went to the primary school here and got a tour.  They also changed class from math to french so I could learn something.  Then I went on rounds in children's ward, practised my French and gave out stickers. (don't worry I still need tons more practice with french!)  Then I went to the HIV clinic to greet my friends.  The Dr. told me that he was starting to take applications for good Christian men that don't yell or beat in order to find a good husband for me (this is huge as he was just going to trade my roommate Jen to the Fulani men for 50 horses).  The head nurse asked to see me and we did co-discipleship to a boy that had just became a Christian!  So cool!

Wed:  Fewuf!  I travelled to Bamenda in order to see the juvenile detention center (all under 18 in prison are sent to school which is a huge perk for them because school is expensive!) and the holding area for people who were waiting to go to court, and finally we went to see the men in the more responsible part.  I was pretty scared but no one hurt me just flashed me.  They sleep in big rooms and a free to play football and basketball when they are behaving. There are no bars and they are always free to be outside in their little village sealing baskets, popcorn, or what other goodies they get.  Next we went to the general hospital to talk with some more social workers.  Both of these places were governmentally run and I was unable to take pictures.  Right when I came back it was time to go to support group.  I had seen a few of these guys as they came for testing in Mbingo and told them I  probably couldn't come for group, so they were super excited to see me!  Because we go many of them into school again, we had many new comers.   We were able to test many as well for HIV.  I was super tired by now and ready to go back to Mbingo, but the day still had many more visitors in store!

Thur/Fri:  I was as I say "BIG man for Counselling Office."  Rev. wife said I should say big women but somehow that just doesn't sound as good.  Anyway, I was in charge of the office for 2 days which is pre-test for a week when I'll be alone for a whole week.  I saw my first client all alone yesterday where the session was in pigeon.  It went so well and I was super encouraged.  Then I went to do a presentation for the secondary school with another social worker.  The kids thought it hilarious that an American would want to come to Africa when they all wanna come to America.  I gave the illustration about soccer and everybody was right with me.  It was a blast!  I wasn't even that nervous!  (i'm getting better at giving presentation in front of huge crowds!)  Today I saw a client for 4 hours which was tiring and now I am off for a diner engagement.  God is paving the way and I can't wait to see what comes next!!

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!!

Hey lovely blog viewers!

I hope you are enjoy walking this journey along with me! This week was full of greetings and re-connections as I was meeting up with "old" friends I hadn't seen in over 2 weeks. Everyone seemed to have realized I had been gone and now Mami's daughter as they call me had returned. (my name is still hard to say even though the butter has the same name and there is a song a well).

Canadian Thanksgiving is TOMORROW, so this means I have to work here BUT I did get to celebrate throwing a party on Sat. All the "white" people came early (i think it was the aroma of pizza that brought them), even ones I didn't invite but it was ok. Christy, who is my fellow Canadian here brought some delicious pizza and pop and then I order pizza, veggies, fufu and jamajama for the Cameroonians, cake, and popcorn. The Cameroonians also finally came all but 3 that I invited, but they love pizza too so I had tons of fufu left over. Go figure! My Cameroonian "mother" suggested that we could take them to one of the bill penders that didn't have any food. So we spread the cheer!

Cameroonians are celebrating Thanksgiving all month of Oct. Each Sunday one quarter brings the fruits of their farms. As you can see from the picture there was tons that they all paraded in the church and then took outside to be auctioned where all the money went back to the church. We got caught in the rain but still had a great time! My roommate Jennifer (the one in the picture with me eating sugarcane which someone gave us from the fruits) came with me and we had a blast. She has now been here a week and is adjusting well. We get along great and talk for hours at night. God is keeping me safe and way from strange germs. Thank you for your prayers and love! Miss you all!