Eric's Beijing Diary

It was raining cats and dogs this morning. I make it a practice never to complain about the rain in Beijing, because this is a relatively dry climate, so we don't have to deal with this very often (at least not so far). Besides, the payoff is worth it. The air is always so fresh and clean after a rain.

One of the translators managed to round up an English language version of the hymn book for me this morning. Cool. The lengths to which the folks at Haidian Jiaotang have gone to accomodate English speaking people is sincerely appreciated.

A young woman was preaching this morning. She was preaching on the name of God--part of a series on the Ten Commandments. She told how in her home town, there was a man who had a habit of approaching young women and telling them that God had given him a dream that she was supposed to be his daughter-in-law. She didn't say if she was one of those young women.

O the precious Name of Jesus!
How it thrills our souls with joy,
When His loving arms receive us,
And His songs our tongues employ!

Precious Name, O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of Heav’n.
Precious Name, O how sweet!
Hope of earth and joy of Heav’n.