Wingapo friends! It’s month 7: last month in Africa. This is the month that is rumored to be the hardest, the most exhausting. This month the Prisms are back together in Mzuzu, Malawi. Ministry this month is working with Mzuzu, Penicostal Church with Pastor Moses. It is such a blessing. Ministry mostly involves daily evangelism in the community, working with the youth, women’s ministry, and contributing to Sunday service.
Malawi is predominately a Christian community, which means that a lot of evangelism is encouragement, discipline, and praying for our brothers and sisters in Christ. (See Andy Haak’s blog for a really cool moment of sharing the Gospel this month.) Even though most people have already found the Lord, community outreach has been some of the coolest, craziest God moments yet on the race.
One day last week, Andy and I ended up teamed up with two friends from church for evangelism. I was having a rough day, and I really wanted to engage in evangelism but I was having a really hard time collecting my thoughts. Andy, being a wonderful teammate, offered to cover the introduction until I felt like I could contribute to the conversation.
The first house we went to was a very kind woman. She welcomed us into her home; in the conversation she told us she had some side pain. We offered to pray healing over her. It was one of the strangest things: as I laid hands on the afflicted area, I could feel it. It was like static electricity under my hands. As we prayed, the feeling faded. She said the pain only came while she was sleeping, but her and I both just knew that it would not be returning. After a lot of thanking and hugging, we continued to the next house.
The second house we were invited into we had a mother, several of her daughters and their children. We swapped stories about God’s provision in our lives. When we offered to pray with the women, they asked if we could pray for them individually so they could speak with us more in depth. We ended up with about four women to start with. After the first two or three, word got out, and people started to join the line for prayer. Andy and I decided to split up to make sure everyone got individual attention and quality time.
I am having trouble writing about this because it was just so crazy, and God is so cool. All four of the women that I sat with over the next hour and a half asked for healing, and all four left saying they could feel a difference. Andy also ended up walking several women through forgiveness and healing. It was such an amazing and powerful day.
God is so cool; I showed up to evangelism distracted and unsteady, but the Lord does not need me to move. He moves powerfully all on his own. If we keep our eyes open, we are blessed enough to see and be apart of the crazy awesome ways that God is moving.
God is doing awesome things everywhere, and I am so blessed to see what is going on in Malawi. Let those who have eyes, see. Let those who have ears hear.
