I had to work this weekend, monitoring a major software install, so I was not able to go with the team to the slums (hoping that is the last time I miss for a long time), but it has still been a wonderful weekend.
Some of you will remember the story of Bamboo Pai. Pai is a young man I met at the Baptist Student Center, where I was volunteering to help students practice their English skills when I was here in 2006. He crossed the line of faith shortly before I returned to the US. We stayed in email contact while I was state-side.
Pai lives a long distance from Immanuel Church, but has been attending off and on for several months now. He's gone with the teams to the slums and had his heart touched by what he's seen there. (He told me after his first visit that he had no idea such places existed here.)
Friday he told me he was going to Chiang Mai for several weeks this Spring on an internship related with his university. He said before he went, he wanted to be baptized. I was surprised because we'd not yet even spoken about that subject and he had not spoken with Ah Jan Vee or Ah Jan Winit about it, either. Friday night, though, he spoke with Ah Jan Winit, who was thrilled, and so this morning, Pai made a public profession of his faith and was baptized! Although I had to support the install for work, I wasn't missing this, so I made it for this big event and then raced for a taxi to get back to work.
An earlier photo of Bamboo Pai. That's really a play on words. The Thai word for Bamboo sounds roughly like 'my pie,' and Pai, sounds like 'pie,' so I have called him Bamboo Pai forever. He hated it at first, until he realized I would only tease him like that if I liked him.
Early service worship with my friends. Left to right... Ting, Son, John, Oat, Eddie, and Sunit.
Ah Jan Winit telling a bit of Pai's story.
Out of the water.
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