MOAMBIQUE IN A WEEK
PART II
PART II
The bush…
The morning of the 9th, we headed off to the bush about another 2 hours across the Save (pronounced sa-bay) River. Jaco, our contact had never been to the other side, and told us that more then likely this is the first time many people will here about Jesus, and many had never seen white people. I was about to do something that many people read about or dream about. Excited and rested we headed off. After crossing the river, we were going to look for a place to camp. We met a motorcyclist on the road and asked if he could point us in the right direction (we somehow still needed to meet the chief and get his permission to show the film). Turns out this guy had a home and worked for the department of agriculture and knew the chief. He invited us to pitch camp outside his home, and went and got the chief for us. That night we showed the Jesus film in the market right next to where we were staying. Also, it was right next to a mosque. Ironic location? I don’t think so. Before we showed the film, we play worship music with video clips of African scenery and animals. Almost everyone was so amazed, they started laughing. After about a half hour of the music, we played the movie. When the movie was over, we explained what it meant to follow Jesus. I would estimate about 250-300 people came to the viewing, and of that number about 150 people asked Jesus to receive them. We also had a time where we prayed for the sick, and talked with people. The spirit of the Lord was very evident. So often I find myself in total amazement. Here I am, under the African sky, in the bush, next to a mosque, doing what I
absolutely love and am passionate about. Wow!! I am so blessed to be used by Him. 
The following day, we headed out to find a new location to show the film. We drove deeper into the bush, and set up camp outside the mud school. On the 7km drive, we past an area of land marked off with a sign saying “Land Mines.” During their civil war, people would put the mines everywhere, obviously costing lots of innocent lives. As the time came to show the film, we started playing the music. People by the 20’s and 50’s came. I honestly don’t know where because all I could see were a few sparse huts. I stood in the back field, worshiping with all that I am. Since joining on the race, I have had more intimate times of worship then ever before. I don’t know how to explain it. I think so often the Church tends to complicate things. Must have a piano, must have a guitar, clap appropriately, read specific texts, try to harmonize. Through all the noise of complication, God just so desires our reckless abandonment. I think what makes His heart warm, and puts a smile on His face are when people just cry out, letting go of fear of man, magnifying His name. I am increasingly more in awe of His sacrifice poured out for me, and I am so thankful and in the deepest of gratitude for who He is. Simplicity, desperation, awesome respect, and a deep desire for Him alone is how worship is for me. Under the African stars, I found myself deeper in love with Him. There truly is no greater thing on earth.
The following day, we headed out to find a new location to show the film. We drove deeper into the bush, and set up camp outside the mud school. On the 7km drive, we past an area of land marked off with a sign saying “Land Mines.” During their civil war, people would put the mines everywhere, obviously costing lots of innocent lives. As the time came to show the film, we started playing the music. People by the 20’s and 50’s came. I honestly don’t know where because all I could see were a few sparse huts. I stood in the back field, worshiping with all that I am. Since joining on the race, I have had more intimate times of worship then ever before. I don’t know how to explain it. I think so often the Church tends to complicate things. Must have a piano, must have a guitar, clap appropriately, read specific texts, try to harmonize. Through all the noise of complication, God just so desires our reckless abandonment. I think what makes His heart warm, and puts a smile on His face are when people just cry out, letting go of fear of man, magnifying His name. I am increasingly more in awe of His sacrifice poured out for me, and I am so thankful and in the deepest of gratitude for who He is. Simplicity, desperation, awesome respect, and a deep desire for Him alone is how worship is for me. Under the African stars, I found myself deeper in love with Him. There truly is no greater thing on earth. 
The response after the film was much like the first night, and many people from the first village walked the few miles in the pitch dark to watch the film again. The next morning, we packed up and headed back to Vilanculos.
