We have a dilemma. How do we, day after day, report what happens on our missions when every day, pretty much without fail, we witness God ministering his life through the teaching of the bible?
An extraordinary day when delegates grasped the heart of our ministry.
First day of conference, delegates arrive and a dozen speak in tongues for the first time. Maureen’s wrist is healed!
News of our arrival and great reports of fruitfulness of previous missions to Burundi.
Working together with churches and ministries in Uganda we have seen a number of pastors and leaders growing and developing beyond anything we expected. On Friday some of them will complete their training – it will be a big day!
It just remained for us to enjoy a final meal at Madame Tia’s home. A feast was laid before us and we had a relaxing and lovely time saying goodbye and thanks.
This evening the fire fell. There was mayhem at the end: bodies on the floor, baptisms in the Holy Spirit, strong faith filled worship … what a climax to the two weeks here!
Today, we had another great time in the classroom! The students are clearly receiving much over these two weeks and, though they may not always show it on their faces, it is going in and they are appreciating very much the input from us.
It was a good morning in the college! There was more well received teaching, in the MDiv class and the chapel time, and more ministry – they are really open now – and another The Way of the Spirit group looking at Water into Wine.
At last we made some good progress with John’s gospel, and also for the first time we got the students into The Way of the Spirit groups. This was really good.
God gave me the words to use, the time flowed easily, and somehow it all managed to lead to a cohesive point! What happened next was pretty remarkable given I couldn’t tell how it was all being received.
They felled a thick bamboo trunk, chopped it up into even sized pieces (each about a meter long), and hollowed them out ready to fill with a dry chicken curry. This then sat in the open fire, each end stuffed with banana leaves.
Today was a great day in the college. All the faculty, including those who are not yet familiar with things of the Spirit, agreed it had been an important time and one commented ‘It was the message we have been waiting for’.
Late in the morning something changed. They woke up and I hadn’t even realised they were asleep. They came alive, their eyes shone and one lady who I hadn’t caught smiling the whole week was now beaming ear to ear.
Peter spoke clearly and effectively after the chapel meeting and something changed in the atmosphere. By the end of the morning we were all in a different place.
Several of the class responded to the teaching this morning as they, braving peer pressure, came forward to give their lives afresh to God’s purposes, making a decision to follow him with a whole heart, leaving behind their own agendas, preferences and plans
On day three we rose early to be at the college for 9am. We were to teach a class of seventeen MDiv students for two weeks, but also have the opportunity to address the whole college including faculty.
The journey to Mokokchung was memorable, long and tiring. Peter somehow managed to fall asleep, surprising with the bumpy road coupled with uncomfortable seats and frequent sharp bends.
I remember taking the first team to Africa back in 2004; this year new doors are opening. Of the increase of his government (kingdom) and of peace there shall be no end. One day Jacob shall fill all the world with fruit.