French Lessons
I started my ‘interim’ work today. I am helping a church in North-East Paris with their out-reach to the refugee population.
I set out at 7.50am amid the commuter rush. (It’s an hour’s commute.) It was fun! I got to dress up and behave like a normal person my age. 
(Normally my mornings are either free or preparation time. Afternoons: visits and activites. In the evenings I invite people or have church events…all of this while wearing jeans.)
I expected a class of 5 beginners, in a separate room. Instead, I got 15 beginners in the same room as the more advanced class. Slight panic. The ’school’ doesn’t have a photocopier and I had to do lots more copies on the printer - nightmare!
Anyway, we had fun - or at least I did! We did parts of the body. La tete, le pied, les yeux. 
It was a mini-disaster trying to remember all the kids names. In the class there were students from Tibet, Napal, China, Morocco, Ethiopia, Nigeria and many more…so you can imagine they weren’t called Sarah and John!
I’m back there again Friday and I hope to be a bit more prepared.
I’m praying that we can build a relationship of trust. I’m there to help these kids through a difficult and scary part of their lives. If they simply accept this help for what it is, good. If we get to talking about Jesus and my motivation for helping them, good. I pray that the Holy Spirit will have his way and bring light into the darkness.
