"God bless you."
We were standing
outside the
train station in
Geilo, Norway.
The temperature
was twenty below
Fahrenheit as
Pay Doh Htoo
spoke these
words to me. Pay
Doh Htoo, son of
Margaret and Klo
Gay Doh had been
my faithful
chauffeur for
the previous two
days. As this
strong, handsome
young Burmese
man shook my
hand in the
falling snow, I
knew I had a new
friend. And I
knew from the
obvious
sincerity
apparent in his
words that he
felt the same
way.
Thoughts
were
whirling
through my
head. In
Geilo, a
beautiful
ski resort
in central
Norway, I
had visited
with eight
members of
the same
family,
refugees
from Burma
and
Thailand.
Monday Doh,
matriarch of
the family,
and her
youngest
daughter
Anita
coordinated
the visit
for me along
with Pay Doh
Htoo.
After three
years of
separation,
Anita's
husband
Tarnu had
finally been
allowed to
emigrate
from
Thailand.
Tarnu, a
school
teacher in
Thailand, is
just
learning to
speak
Norwegian.
Because of
the language
requirement,
Tarnu asked
for us to
pray for him
so that he
can get a
good job and
be able to
support the
family. We
had spent
the two
previous
days in
prolific
Bible study
at Monday's
house. There
were many
excellent
questions
and a lot of
discussion.
I had come
to Geilo
from
Stavanger on
the west
side of
Norway.
Surprising
to me, the
temperatures
on the
southwestern
tip of
Norway are
relatively
warm in
winter.
There was no
snow on the
ground. In
Stavanger,
there were
friends of
many years.
Ben and
Ingrid (Nordheim)
Haworth live
near
Stavanger.
Both
families
have a long
history of
service to
Ambassador
College and
the
Worldwide
Church of
God in years
gone by. Ben
and Lloyd
Nordheim
picked me up
at the hotel
and took me
to the
hospital
where Ingrid
was awaiting
the delivery
of triplets.
Since it was
not
appropriate
to stay
longer, of
necessity it
was a short
visit, but
it was a
very nice
visit.
Caleb,
Evelyn, and
Nathan were
born on Feb.
16. All are
strong and
healthy. My
only regret
was in not
being able
to also see
Mary Haworth
who was
keeping
two-year-old
daughter
Esther at
the home of
Ben and
Ingrid.
Leaving
Geilo I
would be
continuously
on trains
and buses
for almost
two days
before
reaching
Kemi,
Finland,
where
Margaret and
Klo Gay Doh
live. Kemi
is well to
the north
and quite
cold in
early
February. It
was 40 below
Fahrenheit
when Klo Gay
met me at
the bus
station.
Arriving at
their
apartment,
Klo Gay
immediately
exited the
car and
proceeded to
plug his car
into an
electrical
outlet
located on a
pole in
front of his
parking
place. The
Dohs wanted
an
explanation
of the
vision of
the sheet
from Acts
10. They
were not
questioning
clean and
unclean
themselves,
but wanted
to be able
to give
aggressive
friends a
correct
explanation.
I explained
by putting
the chapter
into context
beginning in
Joppa with
Cornelius,
continuing
with God
giving the
Holy Spirit
to the
gentiles,
and
concluding
with Peter's
explanation
that the
vision is an
allegory
from which
Peter said
that the
correct
explanation
is that we
are not to
call any man
unclean.
This was
obviously a
pleasing
explanation
to them.
From their
"Cheshire
Cat" smiles,
I could tell
they felt
they were
"loaded for
bear" in
future
discussions
with their
friends. I
bade these
"old
friends" a
fond
farewell as
I climbed on
the train
for
Helsinki.
In Helsinki,
I visited a
new
perspective
member, Mr.
Jay Nanje.
Jay was
especially
concerned
about why
God allows
suffering.
We spent
some time
discussing
that and
other
subjects
including
the
potential he
has to serve
in God's
Family in
the coming
resurrection
of the dead.
Jay and his
family are
new friends.
That is a
necessarily
truncated
report of
the nine
days in
Scandinavia.
From there,
it was on to
Tartu to do
the
mailings. I
am not able
to quantify
my feeling,
nevertheless,
I am sure
this was the
largest
number of
requests we
have ever
had in
Eastern
Europe.
Based on
previous
demand, I
was
confident
our
inventory of
all the
literature
was more
than
sufficient.
This is a
warning that
we should
never be
overconfident.
The newly
built
shelves in
our
apartment
were "picked
clean". This
is a tribute
to the work
being done
in
Cincinnati
by both
Natasha and
Peter
Eddington.
The requests
clearly were
relating to
advertisements
in our
publications.
Of note, we
ran out of
the
following
booklets:
The
Church Jesus
Built,
Gospel
of the
Kingdom
(English
Language),
The
Middle East
in Prophecy,
The New
Covenant,
Ten
Commandments,
How to
Understand
the Bible
(English),
and
Understanding
Bible
Prophecy.
Inventories
of quite a
few other
booklets
were also
drastically
depleted.
These
mailings
into six
countries
are the
"meat and
potatoes" of
every trip.
I was both
humbled and
thankful.
And who
knows how
many new
friends will
result from
these
envelopes.
In Estonia
and Latvia,
there are
many old
friends. In
this report,
I focused on
friends from
Scandinavia.
There are
always
necessary
choices. It
is not
possible to
include
everything
about
everything
in every
report.
On February
25, I
attended
church
services in
Latvia. I
concluded my
sermon by
telling the
congregation
I did not
expect to be
able to
return very
soon due to
the
condition of
my back. For
nine weeks
there had
been
continuous
pain and
substantial
loss of
function.
This was not
intermittent.
It was daily
and
continuous.
Hazel had
made me an
appointment
with a
surgeon on
the day of
my return to
correct what
was a
longstanding
orthopedic
problem. I
felt I had
to get this
problem
corrected. I
made no
requests of
anyone; I
just
explained
that I did
not know
when I would
return. As I
exited the
church
building,
Skydrete, an
elderly
Latvian
woman,
approached
me and told
me through a
translator
that she
would pray
for my back.
I thanked
her. I had
not been of
the opinion
that I
should ask
God to
miraculously
spare me
from the
parts of
life that
seventy-year-old
people
normally
experience.
In
retrospect,
I lacked the
faith that
this "Old
Friend" had.
On the next
day, I had
no back
pain. As of
this
writing, it
has been
three weeks
without
pain. I
don't
remember
going
through an
extended
period
without any
pain in some
years. The
appointment
with the
surgeon was
an
embarrassment
for me. He
took X-rays,
but did not
find
anything
that needed
correction.
I do not
think that
Skydrete was
the only
Latvian
friend who
prayed for
me. This is
a place
where there
are many
"Old
Friends."
It is good
to have "New
Friends",
and it is
very good to
have "Old
Friends".
And it is
satisfying
to know that
we are all
friends
together.