Author: Adventures

Lint

We were evangelizing door to door in the hot, African sun to the people of the Meru tribe; weaving in and out of mazes of corn, coffee beans, and mango trees; and kicking up clouds of bright, red dust from the dirt paths. We migrate to the shade when we can to shield ourselves from the ultraviolet rays pounding down on our faces and shoulders. We greet old women walking down the paths carrying firewood and water jugs on their backs with a “Habari” (How are you?) and a smile. We meet children on their way to school or children who cannot afford to attend school wandering the...

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Strangers

What does it mean to be a stranger on earth ( Psalms 119:19) ?   I got a message from one of my old squad leaders from the race, who had gotten a psalm and word for me in month 10 on the race but just got around to giving it to me. Which go figure was in fact the absolutely perfect timing for me to receive it.   She gave me Psalm 119, and a list of the things that the Lord had highlighted for me when she had read it, and they were all spot on. I then read it for myself and as I was reading I came across verse 19 and stopped. The words struck something in me that left me mesmerized...

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Only Through Prayer

And these signs will accompany those who believe:  in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; they will pick up serpents with their hands; and if they drink any deadly poison, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.” Mark 16:17-18 Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another that you may be healed.  The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.  Elijah was a man with a nature like ours, and he prayed fervently that it might not rain, and for three...

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Story Time!

When doing hut to hut evangelism, we are often invited into the hut to pray over the home and the family living there. It was a few days before we left the first tribe (Tangi Ta Tu) and we were told that there was a very sick woman in the next hut who heard we were there and begged us to come pray for her. We made our way to her hut and soon realized that it was much too small a house for all of us to enter. I volunteered to go in along with one of my team mates. We walked into the house and it was pitch black; I literally couldn't see my own hand held out in front of me. I used my...

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Open the Floodgates of Heaven

"I can hear the rhythm of the Lion of the Tribe of Judah. God, You are so near! My heart beats to Your rhythm, a constantly increasing sound.  My King is returning! Though when, I'm not quite sure. Father, wrap me in Your arms! Hold me close to Your chest.  Your love is a river, no, an ocean that swallows me whole!  You overwhelm me with Your goodness and gentleness.  You deal with me with infinite grace.  You, oh God, are my King!  Return for us Father!" I journaled this when I arrived at the first tribe, the Maasai village of Tangi Tatu near...

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Mzungu! Mzungu!

Mzungu=white person in Swahili. Everywhere our team goes, we hear shouts of Mzungu! Mzungu! from small children. You can always count on everyone, including adults, shouting "HOW ARE YOU!" to us mzungus. Once a response is given, they simply giggle and run away. Many children may only have one or two pairs of worn shoes and will save them for special occasions, like church or holidays, yet they have such an abundance of joy. One little girl I met in Tangi Tatu had about twenty flies swarming her face, but her smile was the biggest and brightest I have ever seen. This brightened...

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