Engage the Nations

My wife Suzanne and I were treated to a very elaborate reception by my family and village when we arrived in the village yesterday. It was more or less a full wedding re-enactment including the cake-cutting ceremony. There were about 400 people at the service after my family worked so hard to limit the number. They sung, danced, and celebrated our arrival. My younger brother Victor led the crowd in a beautiful worship service. The gospel was fully proclaimed and nearly 50 people gave their lives to Jesus Christ following the altar call. My dad, Justus, also shared his testimony and how God has favored him all his life. The most touching moment was when he publicly repented for having "resisted God's will for his son's life (me)" 11 years ago when I had to leave for the United States. He admitted that for selfish reasons, he resisted and sent emisaries to desuade me from following the missionary call at the time. God bless him for his humility. The other ...

My wife Suzanne and I arrived here in Nairobi last week on Thursday night. It is great to be back to this city which holds lots of memories for me. I lived, worked, and exhibited my Christian faith here in the early nintees before moving to the United States. I have since been through the city at least once a year mostly on my way to the neighboring countries for mission work. With God's help, I have retained many friends and connections here inspite making my aboard in Minneapolis. I guess it is the normal life of a world evangelist to have friends from all-over the world. When we arrived at the Airport this time though, one friend who has always been there to receive me was ambiguiously missing: Josphat Mboko. Josphat, an old friend and mentour to me since my teenage years, went to be with the Lord this past summer. He and his wife Scolastica were in a road accident and both died, leaving their teenage kids orphaned. It was shocking when I heard about it in early August...