Rent and electricity is expensive, reliable drinking water has to be brought and the family move from house to house as the money allows for affordable rent. Their previous home would flood and often be without water or power for 3 days at a time. To say that life is tough is an understatement but with Western eyes I was humbled by the way they cared for me in every way possible.
I hadn’t prayed the way I did while there in a long time. A complete reliance on God for protection, a need for provision, a need for healing in the remote rural villages where sick people were brought to us for prayer and understanding there was little or no chance of medical intervention which meant Jesus was the only hope. It was truly humbling.
Church planting was common place with great pride in growing the number of churches. Whole villages would come to faith and then work to share the good news of Jesus Christ with the neighbouring village and so it went on. To say they had little would be naive. They have a love of Jesus, pride in what they have, generosity to share and a joy in worship that I found infectious.
They are hoping to establish an urban base from which they can work, live and worship. The hope is that with a multipurpose centre they will be able to establish a retreat for the clergy of the diocese, an after school base for homework, a preschool, and a place to host work programs for the poor such as mechanics, sewing etc. The hope is that they can have a sustainable income to help develop the diocese.