I still have another week of orientation to recap, but I thought I’d talk about work for a bit.
This week has been very quiet in my office. My boss is on 3 weeks vacation. My partner, Jenni, who had only intended to work half days this week, was sick and only made it in 2 afternoons, and then will also be gone the next 2 weeks. Thus, the Training department is temporarily down to me and a lady who works part time for our dept, but I’m the only occupant in my building. This isn’t to say I don’t have plenty to do. I have course materials to revise, learning to do, communication to keep up, and of course, working with the people who come into the helpdesk. I did scrounge up some speakers to take the edge off the morning silence.
This week, while working on updated and added modules to the Adapt It course I taught in Bamenda, we had a guy come in with a dictionary conversion. This is a labor-intensive process of repairing as many inconsistencies as possible as efficiently as possible, so that we can move the dictionary into a newer and more powerful editor. Jenni directed most of the edits on Thursday, but I was left to work with the user on Friday. Text processing is fun, writing complex search strings and algorithms for editing all and only what you want. We were then able to import the dictionary into Fieldworks, and I only had to call Jenni about 2 options. I still have much to learn in the coming years…but it’s all quite interesting. I will need to lean on Jenni as I learn the ins and outs of each process. Without her as a guide, I would be sunk. For the user that came in with an Adapt It question, starting a new Bible adaptation, I was ready and even had written instructions that I’d finished an hour earlier. Again and again, I see that God is blessing my efforts here, as things are accomplished beyond my power.
We had a representative from the school system come in looking for free resources. He would like the students to learn to type in their mother tongues, a wonderful goal that I will get to play a part in.
I’ve been trying to get plugged into my church beyond Sundays, and this week is revival week at the Baptist church I attend. I made it over to Bible study on Wednesday, but not on Thursday. Thursday night, walking home from a birthday party, a young Cameroonian, Boris, stopped me and invited me to his church. His church is the one we normally call “the noisy” church as services are held most days of the week and can run deep into the night. I figured, why not. What followed was an experience, to say the least, at one of Cameroon’s largest churches. I now see why Cameroonians are not surprised that there is a spiritual world. The focus on outing evil spirits and healing was unlike anywhere else I’ve ever been. While the pastor’s money focus is saddening, and the use of those funds is…well…questionable..I can see that evangelisation and passion are alive and well there and the gospel preached is for the most part true. I do hope that many of the people who give their lives to Christ through this church will seek out other churches and ministries to grow and get deeper into the Word. I’ve invited Boris to the Revival at my church, which means I need to go, so I’m off to meet him and go to church. TTFN!