Last week was busy with the first of the
evangelistic campaigns. This one was a
healing campaign by a group from Sweeden.
It was advertised as a “Festival of Miracles and Healings.” Not being very used to this sort of thing, Jennifer
and I both have mixed feelings about it:
on the one hand many people attended and heard the gospel, many people
testified to being healed and delivered, and many people indicated they were
accepting Jesus for the first time. But
on the other hand, there were also many people who did not. Jen and I watched from the back as people
arrived full of hope and expectation and left very much disappointed. We struggled to hear the message as the crowd
around us chatted away, sometimes mocking the proceedings, clearly only
interested to see if anyone would be healed.
The healings themselves were also difficult to see, and, from the
perspective of an unbeliever, not very convincing. We believe they were genuine. We know the team to be wonderful Christians
and got to interact with them on a personal level. We believe many people did in fact receive
Christ. But it was rather difficult to
understand why God chose to heal some and not others; why God allowed so much
room for doubt and unbelief; and why there seemed to be an equal amount of
sorrow as there was joy. At the end of
the day I am resigned to trust that God’s ways are higher than mine, His wisdom
much greater than my own.
Still, despite some confusion, there is
one personal story I am excited to share.
It’s the story of Calissa. Since
I had had the opportunity to share the gospel with Calissa, I decided I would
invite him to go with me on the first night of the crusade. I did not tell him it was a “healing
festival.” I just decided to let him
experience it without any preconceived ideas and see what would happen. Interestingly enough, Calissa stayed through
the end of the gospel presentation and then received a phone call from his
boss. We noticed as he talked on the
phone that he was clearly disturbed by something, but we did not know
what. He ended up having to leave even
before any prayers had been offered for the sick.
A couple days later, he asked me if I
would be willing to take his father to the campaign. I was rather surprised by this but happy to
comply. I asked him what he had thought
of it, and he told me we would have to sit down and talk later. So the following night I helped him take his
father. His family is Landouma, but they
live in Correrah (the Jahango village), and his father has severe back
problems, so that he can’t walk around very easily. That night the event went well. Large crowds were in attendance. The church noticeably improved their
organization, having faced lots of chaos the first night. The presentations and prayers were very
simple and effective—actually I loved the humility of it all. Each night after giving a gospel message the
speaker would pray a large group prayer, inviting people to pray themselves in
Jesus’ name to be healed. Without any
other drama or flare, he would then instruct them to check their bodies right
where they were to see if God had done any miracles—Many people testified to
being healed, and I had the opportunity afterwards to pray for several others
still seeking healing and deliverance from evil spirits.
After the program ended, I drove Calissa
and his father home. Calissa does not
live with his father, so he and I found ourselves together in the car with some
time to talk. Right away he told me that
if the people at the stadium had truly accepted Jesus they would be
healed. I asked him if he believed the
things about Jesus were true. He said,
“yes.” I asked him if he had prayed and
accepted Jesus into his heart. He told
me that he had already done it the first night.
He then went on to share that the past few years he has struggled with
stomach problems. They grip his belly
for a few hours every afternoon, leaving him weak and unable to work. He shared that the night of the campaign,
when he accepted Jesus the pain had gone away, and he hadn’t felt it again
since. That was why he was so eager to
bring his dad. Calissa wanted to see if he would get healed too. As far as I know he was not, but he did ask
if he could go the following night.
As we were leaving Correrah, Calissa also
asked me to stop the car to say hi to his boss.
His boss’ daughter has eye problems.
They invited me into the house and asked that I would pray for her to be
healed. I took a few minutes to share
with them about Jesus Christ, that He is the Son of God, died on the cross for
our sins, and is the only one who can give true healing. I told them that to truly find freedom they
had to accept Him and follow Him. I also
explained that they should get rid of any witchcraft they had in the
house. Immediately the father reached
behind the door and brought out a bag full and tossed them out the door. We then prayed for the girl and left.
Overall, I think the lasting impact of the
campaign is that it has opened the doors to share about Jesus. People here love to see supernatural powers
and “miracles,” and there is indeed a lot of power amongst the Marabou and
Shamans. But now they have been exposed
to the fact that Jesus also has power, and they are being confronted with the
fact that He is the only one with power to forgive sins and give eternal
life. The Jahango also have heard the
news and are asking questions. Many of
them went to the campaigns and heard the presentations, and the Sweedish team
took time today to meet with and pray for various individuals from the village. We don’t know what the people are thinking,
but we know God is stirring things up and continuing His work amongst
them. We continue to hope and pray God
will do big things. And we continue to
feel blessed that we are able to play a small part in it. Praise the Lord!
Lord please use the
events of this past week to draw people into your mercy and grace. Please reveal yourself to them and convince
them of your truth. Please protect those
who did not receive healing from hard hearts and bitterness. Please continue to bring healing and miracles
as a testimony of your power and love.
Thank you, Lord! Amen
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