The Eburru Sojourn: Day 3
As Monday dawned, we were preparing to go door-to-door to minister to the people that lived around the Eburru area. Due to the type of setting we were not able to walk and cover enough ground, so we all jumped in the van for transportation to our targeted sites. The Njenga’s had planted some corn which yielded a suitable harvest. They had the corn in large bags we were taking with us in order to pass out some food along with the message of the Gospel. We as a team had bought some beans that we took there for the same purpose, in easing the physical hunger of the people there.
We drove along a moderately well traveled road, passing out food on the way and sharing the Gospel with many at one time when the opportunity provided itself. After the corn and beans had been exhausted, we set out on foot to go pray with those in need and share the Gospel to the unknowing. In our first house we found a mother concerned over her child who had a badly infected cut. We prayed first for the child, believing God to restore the little one’s health as he was running a bad fever. Then in communicating with the mother through a translator, I learned that she had not been to church in nine years.
She had previously gone to a church in the area when one of the members had mistreated her in some way. As a result she was bent on never returning and had kept her word. The conversation went on and we learned she was not saved, in addition a lady nearby was overhearing our talk and she came in to listen. She too was unsaved and we rejoiced to be able to lead them both in the prayer of salvation. We told them the church we were working with and gave her contacts and directions that she may begin fellowshipping there.
After this, we found a few fellows working in the field, who we also shared the Gospel with. They said they believed in God but saw no great hurry to be saved. I exhorted them with the Word and did everything I could think of in order to spur them onward toward a decision and to relate the urgency of the message we carried. They didn’t get saved then but if the Holy Ghost continued to work on them as He was doing, it would not have been long after when they would have felt strong conviction.
The door-to-door time, although short, was quite a blessing as several were saved in other groups as well and a good opportunity to distribute some much needed food. We returned to the camp for just long enough to eat lunch and then left to minister at the school. The school in the area was a fair distance from where we were and a terrible road stood between us and them. However, by the grace of the Lord (which now I know is the only thing that fuels our vehicles) we safely arrived.
The children at the school often came from long distances away, walking over an hour to attend classes in the morning and making the same journey back at night. Nevertheless, the teachers were qualified and had a passion for the children there. We led a general group time and then split them into classes in order to minister to them one on one. As the time was drawing nigh to end, one class remained in session and we wondered why the delay in ending as the students had to be leaving to go home. I was then informed that some students in the class were not saved and at that moment three were in process of surrendering their lives to Jesus Christ. Hallelujah for the faith of a child!
The day ended well, with us safely leaving the school and arriving back to the camp. We ate supper and laid down, ready for the construction that was to be waiting for us the following day…
As Monday dawned, we were preparing to go door-to-door to minister to the people that lived around the Eburru area. Due to the type of setting we were not able to walk and cover enough ground, so we all jumped in the van for transportation to our targeted sites. The Njenga’s had planted some corn which yielded a suitable harvest. They had the corn in large bags we were taking with us in order to pass out some food along with the message of the Gospel. We as a team had bought some beans that we took there for the same purpose, in easing the physical hunger of the people there.
We drove along a moderately well traveled road, passing out food on the way and sharing the Gospel with many at one time when the opportunity provided itself. After the corn and beans had been exhausted, we set out on foot to go pray with those in need and share the Gospel to the unknowing. In our first house we found a mother concerned over her child who had a badly infected cut. We prayed first for the child, believing God to restore the little one’s health as he was running a bad fever. Then in communicating with the mother through a translator, I learned that she had not been to church in nine years.
She had previously gone to a church in the area when one of the members had mistreated her in some way. As a result she was bent on never returning and had kept her word. The conversation went on and we learned she was not saved, in addition a lady nearby was overhearing our talk and she came in to listen. She too was unsaved and we rejoiced to be able to lead them both in the prayer of salvation. We told them the church we were working with and gave her contacts and directions that she may begin fellowshipping there.
After this, we found a few fellows working in the field, who we also shared the Gospel with. They said they believed in God but saw no great hurry to be saved. I exhorted them with the Word and did everything I could think of in order to spur them onward toward a decision and to relate the urgency of the message we carried. They didn’t get saved then but if the Holy Ghost continued to work on them as He was doing, it would not have been long after when they would have felt strong conviction.
The door-to-door time, although short, was quite a blessing as several were saved in other groups as well and a good opportunity to distribute some much needed food. We returned to the camp for just long enough to eat lunch and then left to minister at the school. The school in the area was a fair distance from where we were and a terrible road stood between us and them. However, by the grace of the Lord (which now I know is the only thing that fuels our vehicles) we safely arrived.
The children at the school often came from long distances away, walking over an hour to attend classes in the morning and making the same journey back at night. Nevertheless, the teachers were qualified and had a passion for the children there. We led a general group time and then split them into classes in order to minister to them one on one. As the time was drawing nigh to end, one class remained in session and we wondered why the delay in ending as the students had to be leaving to go home. I was then informed that some students in the class were not saved and at that moment three were in process of surrendering their lives to Jesus Christ. Hallelujah for the faith of a child!
The day ended well, with us safely leaving the school and arriving back to the camp. We ate supper and laid down, ready for the construction that was to be waiting for us the following day…
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