Fletcher
This is Fletcher. He didn’t come with a computer, so when I taught, we people took turns sharing with him so he could learn. When I taught, I often had him operate my computer while I stood and told him what to type. It felt like driving from the backseat, but it worked out well.
He was so gentle, yet so determined. Very soft spoken, yet I watched him work through English instructions for Bible publishing software.
He’ll go home and continue typesetting Bibles in Myanamar (used to be called Burma). He lives with his younger brother, who lives a rough life and worries Fletcher. Fletcher’s own health flags. He’s thin as a cornstalk. I wish I could give hime some of my extra pounds.
Since I lead worship here at our conference in Thailand, Fletcher kept kept asking me to pray for him.
I kept thinking, “I’m not worthy of the company I keep. I need him rather to pray for me.