My Last Sunday

It is Monday morning, November 29, 2010, and I am all packed waiting for an early lunch before traveling to the airport. Truthfully, I want to stay here and continue with teaching and conversation. This has been the busiest and the best trip with great opportunities waiting for me in the spring. Enough of the general; let us look at the last Sunday.

Word had gotten around church that this was my last Sunday and so people were saying. “Goodbye.” Hongmei (sounds like HomeMy) sat next to me to interpret the prayers and give me the Scripture references. During the sermon she takes notes in English so I have a good idea of what is being said as the sermon is being given.

The choir sang one of my favorites; “Living for Jesus”, which I videoed as I do all choir numbers. I now have sixty in my collection.

After church a little five year old crawls up on the bench of the grand piano and plays while people are leaving the church; another musically gifted child.

That is three I know of in this church. The oldest now plays professionally at concerts and teaches at a music university here in Wuhan.

The next is a twelve year old who plays for the choir and teaches the five year old.

After church Zuhua, Hongmei and I walked to a restaurant for a nice meal and conversation. After we ate Hongmei walked to the seminary, where she is a student, and Zuhua and I walked home and took naps. Her husband was working. After the naps I continued to pack and she cooked supper for us and some friends who came over. Just before we sat down to eat, Charles and his girl friend stopped by to say goodbye to me. They were on their way to Hankou to have supper with family and friends at a famous hotpot. They were hoping I could join them. They didn’t realize we had a meal planned for here. We ate, had conversation and went to bed.