Saturday, July 17, 2010

Friday evening at the Roberts Bank Mission

Yesterday was a busy evening again at the Delta Port Mission with seafarers from China, Myan-Mar  (formerly Burma), The Philippines, Korea, Vietnam, Ukraine and Poland..     As the evening progressed I counted at least 14 laptop computers in operation. The system had to be restarted twice and the complaints were numerous because downloading became a very, very slow process.

Things become very interesting when four Chinese seafarers who didn't speak any English were pointing at me and the telephone and started yelling TAXI!! ( I guess taxi has become a universal word ) After a long ordeal of explaining, I did arrange a taxi and they were sent off to Ladner!

I was amazed again last night at how much interest and inquiry there was for the Gospel. Two sailors from Myan-Mar asked me for a " Jesus " DVD and the Chinese were very interested in Gospel material.


Finally, as I closed the door at 10 PM, I was approached by a sailor from Myan-Mar .  ' Goodnight,' I said, when he suddenly grabbed my hand and said, ' I heard tonight that my father has died! ' It was silent for a few seconds.  ' I am sorry to hear that, what happened?' I asked.   Apparently, his father, who was 51 years old had been killed in a car accident.

Since my 52 year old brother died in a car accident six months ago, I was confronted  again with my own  emotions. When I offered  to bring him to his ship docked at Birth # 1, quite some distance away, he declined . After having held onto my hand once more he disappeared in the darkness towards his ship. I was determined to visit him the next morning. ( To find out more, read my next blog )