As I sit here and reflect about last month, it occurred to me that I do have things to share and blog about. My last month in Cape Town, it felt as if I didn’t have anything to say or share. A lot of times I think the enemy (satan) can speak his lies into my mind that nobody cares what I have to say and if I posted something anyways no one would stop to read it. What the sad part is that there are times I fall for satan’s lies. As I mature in my faith, I am getting better day by day discerning the fiery darts from hell.
I know the enemy wants to shut me up, but I will not stand for it. I will not be silenced!!! I will shout of God’s glory and proclaim His goodness from the rooftops as He uses my life around the nations.
Cape Town is a beautiful place, Every spare moment I got I would drink in the beauty of this jewel at the tip of South Africa. But with beauty comes brokenness. There are very broken parts of the Cape peninsula. There were pockets of townships with poverty I have never seen in my entire life. The one we walked through was called Phumlani village. I remember one day while walking through the township and seeing all the death and destruction, my heart broke. I had in that moment felt the heart of the father once again and knew how much Jesus longed for and loved those people destroying their lives.
My thoughts on phumlani were that of a modern day leper colony, The outcasts of the world and the untouchables of the world’s standards. But I am called to bind up the broken hearted and touch those untouchables. To give them hope with the good news of salvation.
That night I went up to a hill to pray and to get into Gods presence, and remember feeling a sense of helplessness for them. These people are desperate for you Lord and they don’t even know it. What do you want me to do father?
And then the Lord just gently spoke to me, and said “Go tell them about my Son and How much I love them. We’ll of course, that’s why I am here………..to share Jesus and His love with everyone I come in contact with.
That night I didn’t sleep, I warred in prayer for the people of phumlani and the souls I would speak to the next day, I couldn’t wait to get back into that village and tell them about the Gospel. It’s the only thing in the world and in the next that will set them free.
The next day my team and I and the fire of God walked through phumlani proclaiming the gospel and loving on and praying for everyone we met and touched. I don’t know if anyone trusted Christ that day but I do know that we were obedient with our call to preach the good news to the poor and we ministered to the broken hearted and our words were sown in their hearts forever.
1 Corinthians 3:5-9
What then is Apollos? What is Paul? Servants through whom you believed, as the Lord assigned to each. I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the growth. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God who gives the growth. He who plants and he who waters are one, and each will receive his wages according to his labor. For we are God's fellow workers. You are God's field, God's building.
