Africa Love
My love for Africa continued through Tanzania and Mozambique, though African travel could be greatly improved… Can I get an’ Amen’?
Our time in Tanzania was spent working with a Pentecostal Assemblies of God church in the city of Morogoro. Tanzania. For 2 weeks we spent some days walking around the community talking with and praying with God’s beautiful people. Other days going into schools and orphaages, sharing music, testimonies, and God’s word with students and children.
There was nothing sweeter than listening to high school students worship the Lord completely abandoned and watching the little tykes shout as loud as they can ‘HALLELUJAH!” during the song time.
We were able to spend the middle week of our time in Tanzania at a village about 3 hours from Morogoro. We were able to serve a church by helping them cart bricks to their new church location and help prepare them to lay the foundation of the church. We were also able to go out the small Maasai villages neighboring this village and speak at their churches and visit their homes. We parked our tents right underneath a GI-normous mango tree. Yep you read that right, a mango tree.
After a long 2 weeks of travel including 90+ hours of bus time and sleeping in sketchy bus station hostel’s, on church floors, and of course on buses made for smaller-than-us people parked on the side of the highway, we arrived to Mozambique ready for a new adventure.
We arrived to Maputo to Beacon of Hope, an organization and home for teaching, training, and discipling young boys, while offering them a home. Being summer and holiday vacation, the property was empty and quiet except for our ministry contact’s family.
Our main ministry contact was unfortunately held up in South Africa on her way back to Mozambique. Therefore, our main ministry changed from ministering to her staff and doing manual labor to ministering to her children. Popino who was 5 years old and Enia at 12 were our true joys all month. We watched Christmas movies togeter, ate fresh mangos, cuddled, and of course, held dance parties late into the night, with Popino break-dancing like he belonged on So You Think You Can Dance.
Popino Enia and I exploring PhotoBooth 🙂
After a very difficult good-bye, we boarded yet another bus to Johannesburg, South Africa for our 6 month debrief. We were so blessed to be able to meet up with our main ministry contact, Angie, on the way to Johannesburg.
While in Jo-burg God cast a vision for me for the children of Jo-burg. Children who will change the city, the country, and even the continent for His glory. In the New Testament, Jesus often called the children to himself and often spoke of a child-like faith for all of us. Children have an untainted faith; they are not blinded by logistics, or theology. If they think God can heal somebody, they will pray for healing with that simple faith that God can heal.
Throughout Africa, I kept getting a vision that God is going to change Africa through these children, through the youth that are so passionate about Jesus. God is in the business of bringing people to Himself through the unlikely, through the people seemingly most unqualified. All they need is the invitation to go.
Who will give them one?
