Well if you were able to translate the title of this post, then you know that I have come to the conclusion that language equals chaos. I currently feel as if I'm engulfed in a melting pot of languages and cultures. In the office alone, I hear a variety of languages ranging from French to Arabic. Most people that work here are fluent in at least three different languages. It's actually quite amazing.
I've been working in the ministry for two days now. They kind of threw me right in, so it's been pretty intense. Right now I am editing some videos that will be used for discipleship among new believers in the Muslim world. Due to confidentiality and protecting the identity of those new believers, I really can't go into detail about the videos.
In the next few weeks, I will be working on filming a project throughout the Provence (the region in southern France in which Marseille is located) that will be used as outreach to Muslims. I'm excited about this because I will get to explore the French countryside a bit.
This evening I went for a run through the neighborhood where I'm living. I had a brief opportunity to greet some of the North Africans who live in the area. The looks on their faces were priceless. After giving me a dumbfounded look, one of the men muttered, "B-b-bonjour, monsieur", followed by a huge smile. The North Africans in Marseille are often ridiculed by the French, so being greeted by a white person (The French are obviously majority white) was quite a shock to them. I realize there is a massive language barrier between the North Africans and myself, but I am trusting that God will reach the people of the Muslim world according to His plans.
Please keep praying for God to spread His glory throughout the nations!
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