12 August 2019
Vehicle trouble seems to be part and parcel of missionary life. When finally, we left Livingstone, it was too late to enter the Kafue National Park so we camped at the gate.
Groups of smiling and singing ladies surrounded the vehicles when we arrived at the training centre.
From all over Zambia they had come in trucks and buses to celebrate New Life Tabernacle’s year of jubilee.
When the pastor couples from each of the twenty-five branch churches were introduced tears came to my eyes as memories flooded back: Zambezi church, where we had visited the hanging bridge . Basanga where the people has seen a cross in the sky when we showed the Jesus Film. Muumbwa where the big mosque is. Itezhi tezhi where late Santjie, then 70, had told a group of young men:” I am going to heaven and I want to see you there one day. Hear!”
I remembered how we got stuck with vehicles on route to church plantings and the dusty faces of the praise and worship team on the back of Daniel’s first truck.
Also the time when we shared a meal with chief Kaingu and got lost for hours on the way back to the camp.
It is like a tree that has grown and spread out its branches and I thank God for the privilege to have been a part of it.
Ps127: “Except the Lord builds the house, they labour in vain who build it.”
Isaiah 9:2 “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light ; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned.”
Rom 10 : 14 “and how can they believe in the One of whom they have not heard? ”
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