Sunday morning, we met at the B’s again for church. God brought a large number of people, included a man whom Pastor Julius had led to the Lord during the week. Pastor Julius preached for the main service, and we observed the Lord’s Supper. Afterwards, Loveline brought a short challenge to the four ladies that were there. That was quite a challenge. One of the ladies understood both French and Fulfulde. The other three ladies only understood their tribe language (which I believe was Matal). So, Loveline spoke in English. Rosemary translated to Fulfulde (and then ended up switching to French), and one of the ladies’ husband sat in with us and translated to the tribe language. It felt like a huge game of telephone—we’re not really sure what was taught by the end of the translation. But we’re trusting that God was able to work despite us as He always does!
After a meal with the B's, we had to say our goodbyes and head out. The kids wanted to hide me in their room. They were convinced that no one would realize I was missing. Unfortunately, I had to go. We then started our long trip back down Cameroon. This time, our transportation included a small car, motercycles, a pickup truck, a semi-truck (the bed of it), a few buses, and a train. We had quite a difficult time getting all of our transportation. At one point, we laid on the side of the road (literally) for about two hours before we were able to hitch a ride on the back of a truck. God was faithful every minute, though, even providing us with six first class tickets together on the train ride back (which ended up lasting over 17 hours!). This summary only scratches the surface of all that God did in and through us on this trip. We won’t know until eternity all the details of how God used this trip. Our prayer is that God receive all the glory for the trip: “Not to us, O Lord, not to us, but to your name be the glory because of your love and faithfulness!” (Psalm 115:1).
