June 28

It’s Time for Change:

We took an expedition team to Harare, Zimbabwe and helped out at a Joyce Meyer conference. It ended up being the largest Christian gathering in the history of the country. All of the pastors and leaders in the area were saying that they saw this conference as a new beginning. We only stayed for the first day and there were many people there. They charged money for the day meetings, but opened up the evening meetings to everyone for free. The daytime conference center was filled up which seated 7000 people. There were also 2 overflow tents as well and one of those were packed out. That was just the beginning. The evening session was packed with 20,000+ people. The worship was phenomenal and the message was well received. In 2 months there is going to be a follow up conference by Rodney Howard Brown. I will also be there for this conference and will be able to follow up on the impact that is being made in these areas. I’m expecting no less than REVIVAL!

3 Testimonies:

While in Mozambique we went to a sugar plantation town called Morremeu. I set up an evening crusade for the team in the middle of town. We had a little over 100 people that attended. There was lots of singing and dancing with some great worship. Me and the other leader flipped a coin to see who was going to give the big message that night because we both wanted to do it. I won the coin toss and gave the message that evening. It was a great message anointed by God and a great response followed. Around 25 people gave their life to Christ. We then followed with some prayer ministry and saw several people get healed. After we finished with the evening God led me to call anyone hungry back to the meeting place the next day. So I made an announcement and told all of the people that just got saved, that if anyone wanted to know more about Jesus and how to be in a personal relationship with Him, they could come back to the platform the next day and I would be waiting for them at 10am. The next day I went back and sat at the platform. At 10am one guy showed up. I was amazed because Africans are never on time. Lol. I waited and just had some idle talk with him about where he came from and his family and work. He only spoke Portuguese and I didn’t have a translator at the time to help me. After about an hour we gave up on waiting on anyone else and I took him to the pastor’s conference we had going on and had him join in on the meetings. Afterwards I had the opportunity to encourage him with a translator for about 45 minutes. I wont underestimate the affect we had on this guy’s life. It is something very big for an African to accept an invitation like that. Even though we only had a short time there, I believe God did something big during that time.

We went to another place in Mozambique called Morremballa. It is known as one of the most serious strongholds of witchcraft in the country. I led a group to do some door to door evangelism. We also went out with a local pastor to these houses because we want to make sure that someone is doing the follow up. We made it to one certain area and gathered about 20 people. We spent about an hour and a half giving testimonies and pouring into their lives. The message was greatly received. At the end there was a kid wearing a necklace from the witchdoctor. I shared on what it meant to put your whole trust in Jesus. We found the kids father, who also sat there and listened to the whole message. After hearing the truth about Jesus, the man said that he wasn’t sure he wanted Jesus. He knew that he atleast didn’t want to give his life to him that day. Me and one of the other team members spent time encouraging him and explaining how he can’t afford to wait. He still wanted to wait. Two days later at another meeting, he showed up. His son was no longer wearing the necklace from the witchdoctor. He ended up giving his life to Jesus that day and wanted us to pray for him and his family so that their faith in God would grow.

The best for last! In Zimbabwe there is one group of people called the Vadoma tribe. They are known as freaks to the world because one out of three of them have feet like an ostrich. They have 3 toes and look weird. The rest of them is completely normal. Our time with these people was cut extremely short. We had trouble with the police in the area and it was very far to reach them. In the end we only got to minister to them for about 4 hours over the course of 2 days. The people were afraid of us. Some even ran away when they saw us. But let me tell you, the time we had with them God definitely put to use. The group that I led only made it to 3 different houses to minister. A couple times we even got rejected. The people said that they didn’t want to hear anything about Jesus. One place we spent a whole hour ministering and only one out of 8 people responded at all to the messages. There is one house in particular where God blew me away. It was just an old man and his old wife, and a little 12 year old girl. The man was the only one we saw out of all the people we ministered to that had the weird feet, and it was only one foot, his other one was normal. Two people on my team gave testimonies on who Jesus was and what He meant to them. How can someone accept Jesus when they don’t even know who He is? I followed up with another message that summed everything up and gave them the opportunity to turn to Jesus. When I explained that it cost nothing I saw the man’s face light up. Nothing in Africa is free. Lol. He looked over at his wife and they both wanted more of this newfound truth that was being told to them. They both accepted Jesus, along with the little girl. Since they were old they also had some health problems. I told the man that the same God who sent us from America to share His love with you today, the same Jesus who you just accepted as Lord and Savior, wants to heal you today as well. I asked if me and the group with me could pray for him and he said most definitely. He was having trouble hearing. The pastor that was with us translating for us had to basically yell at him the whole time so he could hear the message. After we prayed for him I asked him if he felt any different. He said no, not really, nothing had changed. The pastor (who was an amazing woman pastor by the way) still had to yell so that he could hear her. For some reason God put it in me that this man was going to hear well again, today. I told the man this and told him that we were going to pray for him again. I told him that his faith in God would bring his healing. It is not the white people that will heal you but the same Jesus that you just accepted as Lord over your life, is going to heal you. I continued saying that when we pray for you this time, I want you to ask Jesus for your healing. He agreed and we started praying for him again. Not long after we started praying he started speaking. He started asking Jesus to heal him of his hearing problem. After about 30 seconds I didn’t hear him talking anymore. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He had 2 tears coming down his face, and his body was trembling. I took my hand off him and my own eyes started watering. The rest of the group finished praying for him and we all took a step back from him. I asked him if he could hear any better now. The pastor asked him this in a normal voice and he responded with a big smile on his face saying I am healed. The man was still shaking. Hahaha. So in the process of this a drunk man walked up. Seeing what had happened he wanted prayer as well. I told the old man who just got healed to share with this man what had just happened as we prayed for his wife. With a smile he said that he would. The wife remained sitting on a grass mat because her back was hurting her too bad to stand up. We went and sat next to her. I saw a piece of grass tied around her neck and questioned her about it. She said that someone told her it would help her with her neck pain. I told her that she no longer had a need for it, because today Jesus was going to take her pains away. She gladly took it off her neck and threw it as far as she could. We prayed for her and it was the same story, nothing happened. Then we prayed for her again and she asked Jesus to heal her and it happened. She was able to stand up without a problem, all the pains were gone. So now back to the drunk man. The other old man that just got healed told him everything. Before I even spoke to the man I had the group pray for sobriety. The man was clear minded and we were able to talk to him. He no longer slurred his words or anything, he was with us. We told him about Jesus and how his friends here just got set free. This man also accepted Jesus. He stopped for prayer so that his back would feel better. We prayed for him and he also got healed. The pastor assured me that she would be following these people up and encouraging them. It just showed me once again how God will send us out in the middle of no where for just a couple of His lost children. That is the God that I serve!