This past week I went with my wife to a Living Hope Deaf Church.

I love worshipping in a culture that is not my own. I love not fully understanding the language or the culture even though I have been around deafness for almost twenty five years.

Deaf culture is very nuanced and you can’t simply just walk into it. My friend who was preaching the day had befriended a deaf coworker many years ago and took it to heart to learn how to sign. He was the only person who ever learned to sign to him in all the twenty years he worked there.

This visit I was trying to be sensitive but I was amazed with these two… a deaf and blind man being told the sermon via another church member who was signing into his hand.

How badly this man wanted the word of God… oh, for his hunger!

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?

Psalm 42:1-2