We recently went to Kenya on a mission trip as part of our school in California. We were in a village called Mtwapa just outside of Mombasa on the coast. The eastern coast of Africa is a really beautiful place and we loved our time there. We were not there to enjoy the sights however. We were on a mission to share the love of God with the locals. We were partnering with a local church pastor Christopher and we saw some seriously life changing things. I want to share small excerpts from our trip in a series called ‘Kenyan Encounters’
On the first day we arrived (after 2 days of travel!) we drove into the heart of the village to get acquainted with the local surrounding and also to pray for the area. The village comprises of mud built houses, shacks, wandering goats and less than even dirt roads. It was hot in the midday sun but we had fun saying ‘Jambo’ to the locals! The kids would run up to us to shouting ‘Muzungu’, which means white man, and then they wouldn’t know what to do! While the surrounding area is familiar with tourists I guess it is not the normal for white people to walk through their village. On that day we did not stop to talk much, we mainly prayed and asked our translators about the area. The next day we returned to the church to do door to door evangelism. Now in my normal environment this would be my worst nightmare. I would not be known as an evangelist and something about bothering people in their homes makes me uncomfortable. In true mission trip style though we just jumped in. At the church Billy our leader asked me to lead a team and once we got paired with a translator we headed straight out. Something about leading a team causes me to act more boldy than I would normally. So I was determined to just go for it!
The first corner we turned led us into a families courtyard. It is quite normal for a family to live in a close grouping of houses with a courtyard. There were two ladies sitting outside and I approached them straight away and asked how they were. After some introductions I asked if there was anything they needed prayer for/any pain in their bodies. They pulled a bench into the middle of the courtyard and sat down. They both had pain in their stoumachs which was aggrevated when they ate. A couple of us prayed a really simple prayer for them and then stopped to ask how they felt. They both said in a very matter of fact way that they felt much better! After celebrating that I asked directly if they knew Jesus and whether they had a relationship with him. They both said they did not know Jesus but when asked both wanted to start a relationship there and then. I think I was a bit taken aback by how easy this all was! Suddenly I realised everyone was now expecting me to lead these ladies to Jesus and everything I ever knew as a salvation prayer had left my head! So I just made something up and went with it. Having a translator gives you some useful thinking time! Next I asked if I could pray that they would be full of the Holy Spirit. They agreed so I prayed and the ladies were touched. The team then prophecied to the ladies about their future and they were greatly encouraged. It was such a good encounter. We blessed the ladies and headed on wards after inviting them to the church we were partnering with. This was the first time I ever led someone to Jesus! If that was the first corner what else awaited us! The boldness I felt that day is something I hope stays with me.
We went on to see other salvations and prayed for many other people, perhaps stories for another day!