Meet the Bashams: Missionaries to Thailand

They are in Thailand right now, but also still attending language school. This is a copy of their February newsletter.

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This is the link to their website:

http://projectthailand.us1.list-manage.com/track/click?u=a3f38c1d07913eed70e8eecad&id=6a527a755e&e=5b659bc87b

  • Well, I got invited to preach again, so I guess that is a good sign that they at least understood some of my Thai, right?
  • I just gained 4 extra days a year today when Thailand made it possible for me to do my “90 day report” online instead of in person!
  • These last couple of weeks seem like I have been doing a lot of paperwork trying to keep up with visas, check-ins, financial reports to our board, etc. so this news was especially welcome.
  • Lori and company cooked for 8 people at our house for a $3.67 trip to the market.
  • Here is our February Prayer Letter if you missed it.
  • This week we are hosting and helping Joey and Candice Kellet who are here on their survey trip. Lots to do, see and talk about as they are planning for the move.

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February Prayer Letter

Feb 12, 2015 10:58 am | Philip

First Sermon Report

Last prayer letter I mentioned that at the end of January that I would have my first opportunity in Thai to preach the Sunday morning service.

Praise the Lord, it went pretty well, people seemed to understand what I was trying to say, and they even invited me to do it again, so I count that as a win.

Does this mean that I am starting a church next week? Not quite. Why? Several reasons, but here are a few:

(1) Preparing that sermon took at least 3x as long as it would have in English. Starting a church takes an enormous amount of work outside of sermon-preparation, and therefore I need to be able to have a grasp on the language sufficient to be able to prepare a sermon efficiently enough to then have enough energy left over for all the other required work.

(2) Honestly, there were quite a few things that I wish I could have said, that I just wasn’t able to due to uncertainty with the language, so I just left them out of my sermon. Not what I want to be doing. I need the freedom to think and say on-the-fly clearly what needs to be said.

(3) Thai has a whole different system of language for speaking formally, about royalty or God, and in special situations. In order to show proper respect to what you are speaking about, you often must use completely different pronouns, nouns, verbs, prefixes, as well as add in other additional words. This type of speech is rarely used in normal conversation, but expected in church when talking about God. Basically, I still have a long ways to go in this class of the language, as well as with theological language.

So, we are still plugging away at the language, but at least starting to get to the point where we are a little bit useful. Continue to pray for these last months of language study!

Visitors

Pray for us this week as we will be hosting some future co-laborers as they come over for their survey trip. Pray that the Lord would guide us and give us wisdom in order to be of the most help to them while they are here.

Yours for the Gospel in Thailand,
Philip and Lori Bassham (and Claire and Grace)

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They had a new baby born over there: Grace. There were complications but all turned out well.

Hooray! It’s A New Year!

For the first time in years, husband and I saw the new year come in. Usually we just go to bed. The new day will dawn with or without us. But this year our church did something unusual. First we sang, went through the prayer list and had prayer, then listened to preaching for about thirty minutes. Oh, before that we heard a letter from a missionary we recently started supporting.

Then, wait for the drum roll, the chili cook-off. There were four entries, and it was a tough decision. The first two tasted very similar and I had to keep drinking sips of tea between tastes in order to get the varied flavors. Mrs. Juvinall won. Mine came tied for second place with Mrs. Murphy’s.

Then, a very exciting part of the night, we got to skype with our missionaries in Nepal who happen to be our former pastor and his growing family. Their fourth child is due this month. We contacted them around 9:15 p.m. Eastern time. It was 7:45 a.m. New Year’s Day their time. We got to see the kids and the parents and we all got to talk to them for about thirty minutes, and didn’t use much of our data allowance at all. What a treat!

Then we listened to the boys and men do popcorn preaching. We have two young boys in our church, ages 13 and 10, and they both did a real good job. They pulled a verse of scripture out of a bucket, read it, and preached. No one had a chance to prepare; no one knew what they were going to be preaching on, and all did a great job. They were supposed to only have five minutes but a couple of men went over their limit. Nobody minded. It was so much fun.

We all had lots of eating and several people brought bottles of water into the sanctuary to quench the thirst brought on by food and preaching. As anyone who does much talking knows, our throats tend to get a little dry from the exercise. (Hmmm, wonder why singing has the opposite effect: builds up saliva instead of making your throat dry?)

Anyway, my wish for all of you is a healthy new year filled with love, compassion, and blessings. But in order to experience God’s best, you must be one of His children. Everyone is invited to become a part of His family, but unfortunately, most people seem to want to do their own thing instead of seeking His grace, peace, love and forgiveness. Nevertheless, He leaves the choice up to us. I’ve never met a Christian who said, “Gee, I wish I hadn’t given my life to Christ. What a mistake that was!” But I have often heard the lament of “It’s too late. I no longer feel God reaching His hand out to me.” Think about it.