Sunday, February 17, 2013



Jim Hess was a Brethren missionary in Chingola.  He drove me every week to Ndola to teach at TCCA (Theological College of Central Africa).  He taught a course in mechanics, and I taught the book of Romans, Outlining, and the Psalms. One day we were early as there were no police checks on the road so he was going to the bakery to buy a treat for the students.  I decided not to go back in town as I wanted to hear the testimonies of the students in preparation to have them speak on my weekly television and radio program.  Just as Jim was driving onto the road we heard a gunshot. The bullet hit the back window and went through the passenger seat. He jumped out of the HI Ace and the officer in charge knocked the soldier to the ground.  The soldier was on drugs. I correspond with two of the students, and one of the students come to the states annually to preach the Gospel in honor of Jim Hess who led him to the Lord. 
HE takes care of HIS children.


This school was for the children of the Copper Mine employees in Chingola.  The headmaster was from Great Britain as were most of the teachers.  I was the only one from the USA.  There were three terms. Jan-March and April was a holiday.  May-July and August was a holiday.  September-November and December was a holiday.  It worked out well.  The clerical staff was Zambian ladies.  They were dedicated to their job and were most supportive of the teaching staff.  My classes were fourth and fifth grade students. The mine provided transportation to my Clubhouse weekly program on TV and radio in Kitwe, and Ndola, and I would have them on my program.  They would recite poems, Bible verses and sing in English and Bemba.
Would you believe that two of those students live near me in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, and five of them live in the Seattle, WA area where my older son works for World Vision? It has been so much fun to make contact with them.  Not long ago I met up with another one of my students that was on the Clubhouse program weekly when I was in California. I had a call from NYC this past year and he was from Chingola and was on my weekly program.


Sister Mary Crucifix was the Headmistress. She was from Long Island, New York. I taught fifth grade, and the afternoon sessions I taught music and crafts. There were two Zambia nuns on staff, and several ex-pats. There was a catholic church in Chingola. Mother Superior stationed in Lusaka would visit the school once a year. She was a lovely lady and had a great sense of humor especially the time I locked up most of the statues from the school garden.  The reason was that you had to being them in the building every day so no one would take them.  The teachers and staff would walk around all the statues and say prayers.  My plan was to put them all out when she visited the school. I was not expecting her the day she arrived unannounced.  All went well but Sister Mary Crucifix smiled when she told me to check the office so I would know the next time to expect her so I could have all the statues out.
When I returned to the States I called Sister Mary Crucifix and Pam Steyne’s mother and I had lunch with her at a small Italian restaurant in the neighborhood where she was born on Long Island.

As the various students come to my mind I pray that HE will use them for HIS glory.  I am so fortunate to be a part of their lives. 

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