It DID get better

In an earlier post, I was bemoaning the fact that I was stuck in a room sick while Gaylord was enjoying an evangelistic outreach crusade in the fishing village of Matumbi.  Well, PTL I did get better and so did my weekend.

    It is hard to describe the wonderful time that we had with Pastor Mayamiko Biza and her husband, Taza.  They pastor a village church and were gracious enough to invite us to minister in their community.  We showed the "Jesus Film" in Chichewa over a 2-night period, taught sessions during the day, and preached at night and on Sunday morning.  Since I was sick, poor Gaylord had to bear the load of all the services.  Somehow, I don't think that he minded too much.

 

WOW!  If you have never sat in the dark of night as the only while couple surrounded by well over 1000 Africans sitting and standing to watch a film and listen to preaching, you won't fully appreciate this experience.

         

                    

A time or two the generator failed, and the lights went totally out.  There we sat in the darkness of night with only the stars shining overhead.  For a moment, I wished that the lights would stay off a little longer. 

I felt just like a missionary in one of the slide shows I saw as a child when African missionaries would come to our church and share their heart through their stories.  Some 40+ years later, the scene is still the same:  wood fires, buckets of water, houses of mud blocks, people in need of the gospel, pastors and missionaries yearning to share.

We were able to minister to the chief of the village and to see him convert from Islam to Christianity.  He invited us to his home and asked that we take a photograph with him and his family.

 

What a privilege God had afforded us to be here at this place and time doing His work...thanks to all who continue to partner with us to make it possible.