May 1, 2019
It’s been two weeks today since Lynette and I returned from Kenya. So many things happened that it will take several letters to share all the wonderful experiences that happened.
We arrived on Tuesday night, the 12th of March. Two days later we had the vehicle packed up and ready to head out to the Mara to our MDP Education Centre. On our way there I received a phone call from James Nanka stating that a second sorcerer at Enkorika wanted to have his witchcraft calabash and articles burned before his baptism the next day. We asked them to hold off until we could arrive in about three hours, which they did. When we arrived a group was awaiting us at a nearby school. We made our way to Isaac’s home, where he was given a Bible, before disposing of the calabash and items. The fire was started and burned brightly as we sang and rejoiced as yet another soul was taken from the hands of witchcraft. The next day Isaac and James (the first sorcerer that we previously shared about) were baptized with 41 other people in Enkorika. Twenty-four were from Enkorika alone, the others were from neighboring MDP stations that came together to share in the special day of baptisms.
Two weeks later, I went to visit an old grandmother that I have been friends with for many years. In fact her granddaughter is one of our girls who came when she was in nursery school, and is now in 9th grade. As we were visiting, she told me that on the day of the big baptism, that she had waited and waited for someone to come and pick her up so that she could be baptized as well. She said that she wanted to be baptized before she died. I felt so bad, so told her that I would make sure that happened before I left. When I got back to the centre, I talked to James Nanka and asked him if he could make arrangements for that Sabbath. (It was Thursday afternoon) That Sabbath morning, we picked Kokoo (grandmother) up and took her to church at Enkorika. What I didn’t mention is that she is lame and cannot walk. On my last trip I left money for her to receive a wheelchair, so now she doesn’t just have to sit on the ground outside her house. When it was time for the baptism, I drove her up next to the site, and two men carried her to the water, two more men were in the water to receive her along with the Pastor who baptized her, while the two men held her. Then they carried her to the other side where two more men were ready to carry her to where the ladies would help get her changed. At the end of the day, I asked her, “Kokoo, did you have a good day?” she answered me, “This has been one of the best days in my life.” That day we ended up with 5 more baptized, two were our girls from the Centre plus a young man that had been a drunkard.
On Wednesday’s in Enkorika, the church group goes out to one of the member’s homes, or to someone they are studying with. They all contribute a bit of money to help purchase food for that home as they all eat together as well. They have Bible study, they sing together, have a sermon, share testimonies, and spend time in fellowship. One Wednesday when Lynette and I went to join the group for Bible studies, a drunk man came and began singing and dancing. At first he was causing a disturbance but everyone welcomed him and let him join in. When it came time for the Bible study, we watched as he quieted down and began to really listen and pay attention. When the Bible study was almost over another drunkard swaggered into the group, carrying a big container of his homemade brew, causing a lot of commotion. When the Bible study was over I got up to speak, at one point he tried to get the first drunkard to have a drink, but with a sad look, he said no. Finally, two men led the second drunkard away. He kept trying to hit them with his stick and come back to the study. The first drunk was watching, very quietly he arose, walked down to the man, put his arm around him and walked him away from the meeting. Within a few minutes the first man, whose name was John came back. He sat there, no longer drunk, he had sobered up at hearing the Word of God. At the close of the meeting, they asked for anyone who wanted to give their heart to God. John stood up, we prayed for his deliverance from drinking and welcomed him into fellowship. A couple weeks later, he was baptized. He is a changed man. His brother who belongs to another church told one of our MDP lay pastors, “Something wonderful has happened to my brother, he is a changed man and if he
remains so, you have done a good thing for him.” John ended up coming to the seminar held at the Centre and working in the kitchen. He turned out to be a very hard worker and a good cook.
There is not room to tell you about everything that happened but over the next couple of months, I will be adding to the story. Please remember to pray for our new converts. Daily people are coming asking to be prayed for and begging for Bible studies. Pray also for our MDP Lay Pastors as they continue to minister.
So Grateful for God's Blessings,
Maasai Development Project