Our first Sunday in Malawi and a chance to worship
at Njuli. We had a very good breakfast, Sheila showed Grace how to make omelets
with cheese, onions, tomatoes and what-what. We also have sausage and toast
with Sobo to drink. I told Rackson long before we got here I was to have not
less than two cups of coffee every morning and so far we have. What a good son.
We left the house at 0930 for the drive to Njuli, Rackson took us the short way
because of mom’s back being a little tender still. We arrived as they were
having opening prayer. We took our seats and the morning bible lesson was soon
to be presented. Darcy Fullford, Sarah Sjoblom and Harry Schenimann were attending and that was a real
treat to have them there. Bro. John Fullford injured his back yesterday after we left
from lunch and was not able to attend. Please pray for him. There was a change
in schedule because Harry Schenimann was visiting he was asked to give the
lesson. He brought a great lesson on hope in Jesus and spent time in Acts 16
and the conversion of the jailer. It was well received. The gong rang and the
kids class was brought back in the main church and we were off for a songfest.
Bible Way has five choir’s and they all had two songs. WHAT A JOY to sit and
listen to their voices being lifted up in song to God. After sons it was time
for offering of which there two. We had a full house so that took time and I
was getting a little antsy as time was running right along. Service is from
10-12 noon and is was 11:20 already. I was ready to stand but it was time for
announcements and there were many and around 1140 it was time for the man of
God too bring the lesson, when I found out that was me I got up along with
Rackson and delivered the message God laid on my heart. Text was taken from the
book of Matthew and included the “Great Commandment”, “The Great Commission”
and the “Great Invitation” all in concert with John 3-16. At 1230 I
turned it over to Rackson to make the invitation. It goes better if done
without translation. Now comes the part that shows the power of the Word and
not the power of the preacher because I know the vessel (me) but I also know
the potter. Many people came forward with burdens of the heart and gave them to
the Lord, they understood “come unto me” some came to join with the church and
Praise God Sheila’s grandson Wyatt came forward to except the Lord as his
Saviour, oh what joy at the answering to our prayers. After shaking many, many,
many hands we were allowed to leave and come home. Wyatt is OC over clean hands
a lot like me but we made it till we got home and found the soap and hot water.
Please pray for Wyatt as his life is just beginning in the Lord and he will
face many obstacles from family and old friends. He made a bold move and is
very glad. Sheila has finally stopped crying and smiling and crying, boy do
grandmas like grandchildren. I must admit I got a little damp around the eyes
myself as I looked over as he handed me the camera and dropped to his knees. It
was then as I knelt by him he confessed his belief and need of Jesus. What a
blessing, what a blessing. More later.
Because of the cross,
Bro. Chuck
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