The disciples speaking in all those different languages on the day of Pentecost sounds so exciting. I used a little poetic license do draw Peter.
I am not sure which language the donkey spoke, maybe Moabitese, but not Hebrew since Balaam was not Hebrew. Your thoughts? If my donkey spoke, I would name him Grady. Always be in prayer for missionaries as they witness in another tongue.
Other than a name change, this happened word for word. Linda and I met the dog in question, so we knew both the man and his dog. His mental state sparked the first question. No matter the job, I was the one who waited on people who spoke other languages. Pray for pharmacists and missionaries as they encounter difficult situations.
When you lived three days out from Nairobi or Dar es Salam, you better know two things about a car: #1 change a tire and #2 put gas/diesel in the back port. I skipped the filling station in Mwanza (see map) and thought I had enough diesel to get to Shinyanga.
Standing by the car looking around, off in the distance we see dust, the sign of a vehicle. Then as it got closer, I saw it was red, then saw it was a Coca Cola truck. Coca Cola trucks use diesel. The two Coca Cola men spoke Swahili which was a blessing since that was one of the two languages that I spoke at the time. Eight liters got us to Shinyanga. When you lived three days out, you needed all the help you could get.
Learning the culture of a country is important. The sign read “Please Look to the Right” in Hong Kong. In the cartoon not knowing the culture or language can get you hurt.
In Nairobi, Kenya it took about two weeks to get use to driving on the left side, shifting with the left hand, and driving in those round-a-bouts with three lanes of traffic. Coming back to driving in the USA after four years of driving on the left side was far more dangerous.
Thank you for sharing. I am available to speak in churches on missions and may not look like the young man in the cartoon.
I spoke to my mother Saturday, in both German and English. No people I have encountered really spoke at 90 miles an hour, but because I only downloaded one word at a time and had trouble linking words, it seemed like it. The longer I lived in Tanzania and Mongolia, the slower they spoke.
Always be in prayer for missionaries as they minister in a new tongue. Of course in most countries they measure how fast they speak in kilometers per hour. Please share if you like the cartoon.
During our travels in Kenya and Tanzania we saw several lions, always snoozing in the warm African sun. Chapter 79 of Baptist Speaks in Tongues or doesn’t ends with the word Wimoweh. The word comes from the song The Lion Sleeps Tonight reminding me of our stay in Africa. Cindy and I are celebrating our 41st anniversary this weekend.
Swahili is a phonetic language like Spanish. In both of these languages I sang the songs correctly without always knowing the meaning of the words. I have sung in many languages out of tune. What would you do if I sang out of tune?
Like the lion, the zebra was one of my favorite African meats. Wimoweh.
The three boxes tell a story you may understand without knowing a single word in German. Last week the story had four non-English languages and it still was funny. Danny is the other pharmacist who was responsible for training me to be a pharmacy manager at Winn Dixie. In the book, the customer is speaking another language.
My mother, now 94, grew up in Nazi Germany. Wow, the stories my brothers and I grew up on. From traveling 120 miles to escape from East Germany to the West, being interrogated by Soviet troops for three days, going to hear Hitler speak, and loosing all her relatives except an aunt by war’s end. I haven’t cartooned chapter two yet, which is titled Meine Mutter Spricht Deutsch.
Its true, try it and see if you don’t feel like a toddler again. Missionaries start at birth in a new language and start again as adult babies in a new language (sometimes more than once). Ask any missionary and they will tell you it is a humbling experience. I hid two punchlines from older blogs in the last box. I dabbled a little in computer coloring.
Thank you reading my 1st month of cartoons. I am learning something each time I sit in front of the three empty boxes. This blog will help you pray for the needs of missionaries and hopefully make you smile. Today I participated in the Leah Fun Run and was thankful it was a 3K rather than a 3 mile (I love Metric). I am available to speak on missions.
Updated to correct a word.
In Honduras I used all three of these phrases in Spanish the first night at the restaurant. It was exciting to step across the language barrier and be understood. That was thirty years ago. My son Scotty and I traveled from Ulaanbataar, Mongolia to Ulan Ude, Russia knowing how to say in Russian: Hello, Thank You, and Five Bread. Most of these phrases should be said with a smile as in the cartoon.
The first phrases we learned in Mongolia were about buying food. Gonsuk taught me how to ask, “Do you have potatoes?” While “Jesus loves you” is very important, “How much are the eggs?” is also important. Most Baptist missionaries learn the language rather than rely on interpreters. While this is slower at first in ministry, it helps build personal relationships and makes you a part of the community.
Someone asked me yesterday, “How much is 110 kilograms?” I replied, “In the cartoon, my hair is still dark brown”.