I first met Clovis a decade ago while I was ministering in rural Cameroon at an orphanage called Harvest Children's Home. He was a boy when we became friends. You can see on this page my write-up of young Clovis in June of 2009.
After my first visit, we'd talk during my annual visits to the orphanage. One time he mentioned that he needed supplies to use in a class that he was training him to become an electrician. I helped the orphanage acquire those needed tools. During a later visit, when I'd walk up the road from the orphanage to visit my friends from another religion, he wanted to and did join in, for he had a heart for ministry. With each subsequent trip we always met one on one and talked about important things. We enjoyed our visits and liked being with one another.
As he matured, it became obvious that his eyesight was too poor for him to be a successful electrician, so he wisely chose to follow his calling into ministry. He went to and graduated from a Bible college so near the orphanage that he became that orphanage's chaplain.
A couple of years passed without seeing Clovis on my visits. That was because he'd finished Bible college and began ministering in Yaounde, Cameroon's capital. This past February, I saw him and learned that he was now pastoring Zion Baptist Church in Yaounde, having approximately twenty in the congregation. When I travelled to Yaounde last month, he met me at the airport. It was a sweet reunion with hugging and animated conversation. While talking with him I discovered that he's engaged to be married. My little orphan boy had grown up!
On my final Sunday in Cameroon last month, I was able to attend his church, which has grown to seventy-six members. He's a fiery preacher and has found and followed his calling in life. I'm so proud of him and the way he's matured and become a fine man of God, as well as a pastor. I am glad that we are friends.
One who has unreliable friends soon comes to ruin,
but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.
— Proverb 18:24