I’ve got more stories to tell about outreach — they never seem to stop! We’ve had three days of it since my last note, last Sunday and Thursday and Friday.
Sunday
Sunday started with a trip to Darlington’s house. We were kind of surprised (but shouldn’t have been!) to find him waiting for us. When we got to his place, he immediately gathered his friends and family that lived around the immediate vicinity and brought them to us. In all — there were about 8 of us (which is an excellent starting point). We went through the process for having a simple Bible study, starting with prayer and then reading the text and it was quite a blessed time. When we finished a couple of really neat things happened that we should be praying about:
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One of the guys there said that he had never considered reading the Bible before but now he was going to immediately track one down and get it and start to read (we plan on helping with this if he needs it). He definitely had a hunger for the Word of God that you really are encouraged to see.
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One of the ladies told us that she had never prayed — had never wanted to — before we came and now she wanted to start praying to God every day. That’s quite the change and will hopefully radically change her life and she learns and discovers more about who God is.
If I didn’t say this already, I meant to: we were really encouraged by our time. Darlington even agreed to lead this coming week instead of me (breaking dependency on foreigners is a key to continued existence).
The rest of the day was spent hunting for other people. We were able to pray and talk with quite a few but that really was our power encounter for the day.
Thursday
Thursday was different for a couple of different reasons.
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Munya, Lucas and I went into Masi an hour early and
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I drove into Masi for the first time by myself. And I should mention that this was my first time driving anywhere in Africa further than several hundred yards. And my first time driving a stick further than several hundred yards. And that driving in Masi is insane (due to the flood of people and vehicles in the road).
Anyways, we went into Masi early to do a Bible Study early enough in the day that the women in attendance would have plenty of time to make dinner for their husbands. It was with a group of Zimbabweans and their were quite a few there (that all lived in the same complex, I think). We got their and discovered that it’d been a pretty rough week for our connector (his mom had just passed away) and so we led it using Psalm 62. It wasn’t a normal passage we use but it was what God laid on my heart and according to Munya (who is a “Zim” as he calls himself) was quite meaningful to the group. They all stayed engaged throughout and were incredibly interested in knowing God better. One lady in particular (our contact’s wife actually) even said that she was for the first time feeling compelled to seek God. That’s again, something incredibly encouraging to hear. We are likely going to try and get into Masi early on most Thursday to meet with this group.
After this, we went to another Bible Study we had scheduled. But the person of peace wasn’t home. We at first were discouraged but then we found out why she was gone: she had gotten a job! This was a total answer to prayer — she’d been without work for quite some time and asked us to pray about this the week before when we had first met her. God does work in mysterious ways beyond us. Our prayer now is that she recognizes the Lord’s provision and is even more open to His movement in her life, and that she’ll desire to be discipled and make disciples. We plan on following up again as soon as we get the chance.
Our last Bible study of the day didn’t pan out. We waited about a half hour and the guys never showed up. It’s discouraging, in one sense, when this happens but it kind of clues you in real fast on who is actually hungry and not hungry.
Friday
Friday was another crazy day. We started with taking Juli and Whitney to meet a group of teenage girls that my group had met the previous day. They seemed incredibly peaceful but we were all guys and thought it best that the girls pursue them. It was definitely a good thing. And so after dropping them off, Munya, Lucas and I went to the library in Masi to spend some time praying. We didn’t have any appointments for the day and wanted to spend it “hunting” for people. While praying for clues, Munya once again found his walking by and jumped up and started talking to him. It’s a guy that’s really interested in both having a Bible study with us and bringing his friends to it. Hopefully this will happen on Sunday. We went from there to another Zimbabwean house church (that has been around for some time) to encourage them (we felt kind of like Paul in this). They led and we joined and shared our hearts with them and it was an all around great time. It’s encouraging to see these things going on their own without the need for outsiders like ourselves.
We went from here to a meeting we had scheduled with a guy named Doctor. He wasn’t around but we found a group of three guys that wanted to know what we were doing, and upon telling them, asked us to do an impromptu study with them. We obliged (of course!) and as we were finishing the prayer time Doctor showed up and joined in too. It was a good test case Bible study — it contained people really hungry to know about God (2 of them), a gatekeeper that granted us access to the group (an older brother who isn’t all that interested) and Doctor who we really aren’t sure about. We are definitely coming back to meet the 2, and Doctor but we’ll just have to see what happens. The prayer is that reactions won’t be dependent on the action of the older brother as he’s already granted us access into their lives.
After this, it was time to call it a day…but the story doesn’t end! As we where praying early for clues, God gave me one — A white picket fence. As we walked back to meet the van taking us home, we passed a house with the white picket fence and a guy sitting outside. Being bold we stopped and told him what we were doing, that Jesus gave me a vision of his fence and that Jesus wanted him to know that He loved him and was singling him out today. He had no clue how to respond to this and kept saying, “I’m shocked! I’m amazed! I don’t know what to say.” We asked him if he knew who Jesus was and he replied that he had only heard people pray to Jesus but didn’t know anything other than that. He agreed to let me share though and share I did. When I got done he said, “I know that what you say is truth, and truth to be believed.” He said he wanted to know more and he is gathering (hopefully!) his friends and family to hear on Thursday. We got a chance to pray for him for healing (he’s been sick since November) so continue lifting him up as you read this, for the healing and that Jesus would use him to bring Kingdom change to the area he lives in.
And that brings me to the end of our last few days in Masi. Hopefully you can be encouraged by these stories. I know I am.