The good news is it was another good afternoon out in Kajjansi, with international testimonies, challenging messages and stirring conversations. The bad news…well, I’ll finish with that.
Good
News
Solomon taking the lead, as he interviewsPraise-Grace Joy |
Bob Penny testifies |
This all followed some singing, and was followed by our
visiting Professor (all teachers and lecturers, here in Africa are called
Professor, just in case you were wondering how to address me, in future!!!), Dr
Bob Penny, sharing his testimony.
After these important ‘extras’, Garnet (pictured in the
rather fetching tank-top) preached the word.
Meanwhile, our group headed down in to the busy High
Street, to what is becoming our regular spot – opposite the clinic, internet
‘café’ and betting shop, to preach out and reach out. We were reminding our listeners, ‘Why we keep
going on about Jesus!’ As usual, a few
passers-by stopped to stare, though this time Marselles (in red cap, below) drew Erastol into conversation, and
arranged to come to church on Sunday!
Edrine
kindly translated, whilst Eric held the board.
We also had a few new/ different/ familiar stall-holders listening
in. Pereth
was there again, and introduced me to her friend Irene (on the left, below, who was unfamiliar with the Leadbelly
classic, ‘Goodnight Irene’, so I sang the chorus to her – and no, she still
didn’t recognise it!). Both ladies
requested prayer for their business (that seems to be coming a familiar
request), so I prayed for their souls…oh, and the business!
Irene and Pereth 'appreciate' being prayed for! |
Solomon sharing and persuading
|
Steven was there, at his shoe stall, with his son. Maggie (another visiting Professor) and I bumped into the young boy, on Tuesday, when we visited Kajjansi, looking for the church. We pray he will come along with his dad, on Sunday evening.
I wonder if Steven understands just exactly where the church is? |
All in all, there were plenty of good conversations,
with many of the students stepping out of their comfort zones, and engaging
with the public. ABU’s mission in Africa
is to raise up Africans to reach Africans, and though I love to get out there
on the streets, I’d sooner see one of our students using the board and moving
me on. Solomon has taken over the
interviewing; please pray one of the young men might preach using the board,
next time.
Erastol introducing me to Marselles |
New girl, Maggie is not afraid to get stuck in! |
And now for the bad news
I don’t know if you remember my Kajjansi Police Report
(6.12.13), when I wrote about Latif and my visit to the Kajjansi Chief of
Police, Cadet Officer Joseph Bigirwa. We
went enquiring whether we could preach to the prisoners, and the chief said,
‘Preach now, to me!’ We were short of
time and had to decline his offer, but we did promise to come back. Unfortunately, Cadet Officer Joseph Bigirwa
was shot and killed this week, when intervening in a Petrol Station robbery. I’m not sure if the man was a believer, but I
cannot help but feel convicted that I should have taken the opportunity to speak
to him, while I was there.
All of us need to take heed of this episode. We never know when our time is up, or when an
opportunity might present itself, when we might hear or preach the gospel. This man, left home that morning not knowing
he would not return. Are we any
different? Do we think ourselves too
good? Too valuable? This man was doing a good deed, an important
job and was valuable to his country and family, yet his life was cut short in
an instant.
Psalm 39:4 “Show me, LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.”
Psalm 39:4 “Show me, LORD, my life's end and the number of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.”
Cadet Officer Joseph Bigirwa |
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