Old Town

What a blessed day talking about the Son and the example he set for us in relationships! We also practiced telling stories, like of the boy who left his family then returned to the open and loving arms of his father and of the woman who learned there was a way to satisfy her thirst forever. Our task was to consider how these stories exemplify honor and shame. Shamefully, we didn't remember the details of the stories the way we thought we should :)

There was a lot of talk today about learning the Khmer language. We are humble and excited about the task ahead of us. Jennifer told Bekah how to pronounce "Phnom Penh," the city we'll live in, like they do in Cambodia and we laughed at our insufficiency to do even that well. Oh, how we're thankful for His grace. It's encouraging to know there may be time to begin language tutoring before teaching begins.

A few of us took the mile or so hike down to Old Town, the bustling area of Fort Collins with its many shops, restaurants, and street performers. A man impressed us as he juggled large knives around his back and between his legs. Joe, a fellow teacher, picked up a favorite book and read us a story as we walked back to the dorms. It painted a beautifully humorous picture of the challenges faced in an English language class.

And did I mention we indulged in some Cold Stone ice cream? It served as the true reason we broke routine tonight and got out a little. We figured we won't get much in Asia.

Below you'll see that sessions are becoming a little more casual.