It being dead yet speaketh

Today when I was talking with the postman, he asked if I was French. French? Woohoo! He thought my accent was French! [At this I'm rather incredulous, but very happy anyway.] But on to more important things...

The computer fixing man phoned yesterday, to check that he'd located the documents etc. that I wanted recovered from my late laptop. '...Word documents, and many, many sermons?' he said. 'En fait,' he said, 'ce sont toutes des choses spirituelles?' 'Euh, oui, c'est ça !' I said. Everything 'spiritual'. My computer being dead yet speaketh!

He'd seemed particularly struck by the presence of sermon audio files, and it made me wonder - how did he recognise them as sermons, given that he doesn't seem to speak English? Perhaps he was intrigued and listened to one a bit. I started praying that he'd listen to more if he did understand English, and/or just ask me about it when I went today to pick up the corpse of the computer.

Today when I went, he mentioned the sermon audios again, then asked me what church I went to, took down the address, directions and service times, saying, 'J'y passerai' - I'll stop by. Then he asked about the GBU - 'I saw you had some things about GBU on your computer'. Turns out he was a GBU leader in Tunisia as a student. Our next GBU Focus meeting is an evening with General Secretaries from francophone GBU movements - from Africa and Europe! 'J'y passerai', he said again!

Well, what did I expect - God loves doing things like that. When the computer first went into a coma, PM commented in rhyme, "...we're asking, Lord,plz wake zis sleeping laptop,so eet can spread your word." It seems that God can spread his word quite well through a dead laptop. Amen.