3 weeks and counting

I can't believe that I only have 3 more weeks in Africa. I'm excited to come back and be with my family again, but I am so sad to leave. I'm feeling like maybe God is calling me to come back here for a longer period of time.
I got a cold this week and I was feeling so crummy that I took Thursday off. In Cameroon, if somebody is sick you are all supposed to go and visit them. Hence, all my PT co-workers came to make sure that I was ok. One of them even bought me a big bushel of fresh bananas. He said that I needed to eat a lot of fruit to get better. Margaret and Rose, the kitchen staff, even put fresh ginger root in my tea to make my thoat feel better.
Next week, all of the physical therapy staff from Cameroon are traveling here for a 5 day conference in which I am giving all the lectures. I'm a bit nervous, but excited for the challenge.
Grasshopper season is coming up in a week or so. My co-workers are going to boil and dry me some grasshoppers to eat. "They taste like cookie" they say. Well....we'll see...


Oh! and here's a funny story that one of my co-workers told me about two missionary men who came to Cameroon to witness to the people without really taking the time to know their culture first. The missionary men believed that in order to really be a Christian, you have to speak in tongues. They were talking to 2 other Cameroonian men and the Cameroonian men said they wanted to ask Jesus into their lives. The missionaries had them kneel on the ground while they placed their hands on their heads and prayed for them to reicieve the Holy Spirit. After a while, the 2 Cameroonian men's knees were starting to hurt from the kneeling and they bagan to talk to each other in their native tongue about their knees hurting. To which the missionaries replied "They are Christians! They have the Holy Spirit in them because they are speaking in tongues!!!" To which the Cameroonian men looked at each other and laughed.