Hello Again,
If you had told me five months ago that I would be preaching almost daily for a month I would have said you were crazy. Rwanda has been a crazy preaching month. God has opened so many doors for my team to be able to speak to believers and unbelievers. We have been able to speak at banks, schools, the supermarkets, on the radio, to the prostitutes, and several churches. I feel like every month that I am on the World Race we just up the game. If in Month 1, the pastor had come to us and said that we needed 7 sermons in one day, I would have freaked out. But now its like…Ok. No Problem. It is so awesome that God is allowing us to share with so many people. It is definitely keeping us busy. I’m kind of waiting for pastor to come to us and say he needs 14 speakers…haha. In all seriousness, I am not trained in preaching. I did not even go to a bible college but it is amazing to see how God is able to use me to share the word and to encourage believers. I never imagined God would use me like he has. At times I just feel exhausted. I find it impressive how much Africans love church and worship. For me church was Sunday and Sunday alone. But Africans have church everyday and its so intense. Monday to Saturday there are evening services. On Friday they have an overnight service where they worship and praise God from 10 pm to 6 am. On Sunday, they have the normal morning service but then the evening service is four hours of intense cardio dance and song worship. There is absolutely no need to join a gym when you have church. So on top of all those church services they have prayer mountain and the prayer river. I’m going to prayer mountain sometime next week but they hike two hours to the top of the mountain. Then they pray/worship God all night but prayer river is for those who struggle to stay awake during the night. 🙂 So maybe I will stand in the prayer river all night. I guess the point to this post is…how come the Rwandans invest so much time in church? I know when I was in America, going to church for the actual service was the part I least liked about being a christian. And why was that? Because I felt a lack of freedom. I felt a heaviness every time I went to church. There was something missing. I think it was joy, it was a passion for God, the freedom we have in Christ. Yet here I am in Rwanda spending at least three hours everyday at church and I LOVE it. I feel like I can't get enough of it and even though some days I feel like…I'm done…I remember what God has called me to do. And that is too share his love to the people of the nations.
-Rebecca
