Sumba wanga is known for it’s witchcraft. Tanzanians generally don’t seek it out as a place to visit because of that fact. My group split up into two teams and did door to door ministry the other day. We walk about 20 minutes from our house up to the village and go from hut to hut with a translator. After visiting two huts and having relatively short conversations we were directed to another hut where a mom and her sick son were. They were both sitting on the couch, the mom was holding the boy up next to her. She told us that he had been sick, had visited the doctor, but that his medicine had run out and that he had a fever.
The translator talked with the boys mom for a few minutes and then we asked her if we could pray for him. She told us that the witch doctor was supposed to be on the way but we could pray. So we did. As we prayed for him I realized how bad off he was. He was completely unresponsive to touch and sound. He was limp and drooling. His mom said that he had a fever but his body was cool to the touch. We prayed for him for about an hour. Our translator told us that she had seen people in this condition before and that it was most likely witch craft. We didn’t see much of a change in his condition and I know I left feeling a little discouraged. I kept reminding myself on the way back to the house about how good and sovereign the Lord is.
I felt like I heard two things from the Lord while we were there, one was to fast and pray for the boy and the other was ask and you’ll receive. After the preaching time that evening we went back to the hut. The little boy was sitting outside against a building looking as if he’d never been sick! We prayed for him again and then talked to his mom. She told us that he started getting better shortly after we left.
