I find myself making friends easily in Kenya. I hope that as we learn the language and culture of Sudan, the friendships will flow just as easily.

Yesterday I was downtown to help a fellow missionary purchase a digital dictaphone to record her language helper. She had left for a moment to run an errand and I was sitting on the sidewalk. Up walks a Kenyan gentleman offering to taking me on safari. This happens pretty much every time I’m walking around downtown. I explained that I lived here and that I was not on vacation as most Munzungus (white man) are. He ask where I lived and I continued to explain that I actually lived in Sudan and I was a missionary and only came out to Kenya occasionally. He encouraged me to continue preaching and sharing the good news, of which he himself needed. I asked ‘you don’t know the good news?’ He explained that he had been saved some years back but had fallen into sin and his friends had informed him that he was no longer saved. I explained to him that he was still my brother in Christ and that no amount of sin could ever measure up to Christ’s blood on the cross. He was still saved and in the Kingdom of Heaven. I went on to explain that God loved him and looked forward to hearing his prayer of repentance and that doing this would also heal the pain in his heart from his past sins that he felt separated himself from God. My fellow missionary walked up about this time and suggested he read 1 John 1:1-9 and then to continue reading. I asked if he had a Bible and he said he did not. He informed me that he would borrow his neighbor’s Bible and invited me to come to his home and see his family when I saw him the next time. As we parted ways I told him I would be praying for him.

Will you join me?

I pray that he would read that Bible passage and be moved to repent and come closer to Christ. I would pray that God would put someone in his path to disciple him and invite him to Church.

AMEN?!?!