By chance my roommate found a flyer on campus advertising the "FEU" (Foyer Evangelique Universitaire) It's the French word for "fire"--cute!--and it's a Bible study for the university students.
The two individuals that run the campus are from Baltimore and Philadelphia who have been in ministry in France for over 20 years! For some reason it gave me a sigh of relief that I could connect with more Americans. After singing worship songs in French to the God of the universe, including the oldie <<Je loue ton nom Eternel>> (Lord, I lift your name on high), we dove into a lesson on the basics for continuing our walks with the Lord.
My highlight of the night was praying for another American woman who was "closer to sixty" than most of us in the room but she is going back to school to study international business. Her hopes are to work with the Congo and set up something there. It was the fellowship I'd been praying for. We giggled like girls and each told of some experiences God was taking us through (can't promise there weren't tears either!). I can't wait to have coffee with this lovely lady very soon.
Thank you, Father. Thank you!
P.S. My French is getting much better. Not thinking as much and just hoping whatever comes out of my mouth is what I wanted to say!
The two individuals that run the campus are from Baltimore and Philadelphia who have been in ministry in France for over 20 years! For some reason it gave me a sigh of relief that I could connect with more Americans. After singing worship songs in French to the God of the universe, including the oldie <<Je loue ton nom Eternel>> (Lord, I lift your name on high), we dove into a lesson on the basics for continuing our walks with the Lord.
My highlight of the night was praying for another American woman who was "closer to sixty" than most of us in the room but she is going back to school to study international business. Her hopes are to work with the Congo and set up something there. It was the fellowship I'd been praying for. We giggled like girls and each told of some experiences God was taking us through (can't promise there weren't tears either!). I can't wait to have coffee with this lovely lady very soon.
Thank you, Father. Thank you!
P.S. My French is getting much better. Not thinking as much and just hoping whatever comes out of my mouth is what I wanted to say!
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