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How About Our Generation?

View of Table Mountains

Cape Town, what a spectacular and scenic city surrounded by the majestic Table Mountains.   
 
Monday, Moments after arriving at Cape Town Airport.

Yesterday we held one of our congress briefing sessions in a small town called Wellington, about an hours' drive from Cape Town. This happens to be the town where Andrew Murray, famous for His faith-based ministry over a hundred years ago, was based.

He ran an orphanage and there were times when there was nothing for the children to eat. But as they prayed, God would miraculously touch somebody to show up with supplies for the orphans. Most significantly, His prayer birthed a revival in South Africa that spread in many directions across Africa. There are amazing tales of God's move then as the man of God spent many days in prayer for revival.

A statue of Andrew Murray
outside a church in Wellington
 Today, a hundred years after his death, his books on prayer are some of the most refreshing one can ever read. I was refreshed seeing the place where he ministered in the city of Wellington and left to ponder whether I can trust God in the same measure as He did for the sustenance of his ministry work.  Whether revival can be equally experienced in our time. Why not revival now during our generation? Why not us?

Doug speaks to congress staff
On the Lausanne Congress, Doug Bardsal, Director of the Congress, spoke to the congress serving teams highlighting the key aspirations of the congress. Short video to follow soon when I can download it.



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