This idea came to me as we were flying to South Africa. The turbulence was on the heavy side of rough. Landing the plane was like a ride at an amusement park. The ride home was better. AFTER the maintenance crew repaired an engine, causing a hour and a half delay while sitting on the plane because it would not crank.
The view from 35,000 is an incredible sight while flying internationally over the southern parts of Africa. The crop circles made me think of something from X-Files, but we found out that their irrigation system moves in a circle, so they plant in that manner.
Lusaka was a welcomed sight, with potholes in the roads.
I never cease to be amazed at the number of people in Zambia who would like to learn to speak English. The national business language is taught in schools throughout this nation, but there are others who have migrated to Zambia without training in the English language.
I have been given the priviledge of instructing some in my own native tongue. In order to do this, I have traveled to personal homes, and have taught in the Lusaka Baptist Seminary so far, using nontraditional teaching methods, such as games.
In exchange, I have received cooking instruction in Korean foods, scraps of material to create a Zambian quilt, not to mention the many new friendships I have made.
Sharing across cultures has been the greatest reward, as a mutual exchange between Christian friends.
