verse refers to the future, but thankfully it's also true for today.
- I've never
done that ever before, but last night, as the kids were going
to bed, I "accidentally" pushed Sekouba's pillow aside,
and found a knife under it. He didn't have an explanation.
- They were
all sleeping while I was still up doing stuff. I rarely leave
my room at night, but at midnight I did for some reason, and there
was light in the kids' room with everyone sleeping. I found Sekouba
organizing his stuff. Again, no explanation.
- Sekouba has
a collection of pictures he wanted, of all the people dear to
him. This morning he said he would burn the pictures of Cliff
and Pascale, and whether Paul would want them. He gave all the
pictures to Paul.
- Fanta overheard
a conversation between Sekouba and Abdias, without them knowing.
She heard Sekouba saying that he would steal some things and leave
- Tonight two
adults heard him sing/hum Muslim songs.
- Since the
start of Ramadan Sekouba has not wanted to eat. He refuses to
eat fruit or even chocolate, and only eats a handful during the
been with us for just over a year, and he has shown his sensitivity
to God, and his love for the lost. In April he received a prophetic
word about his calling to go to the lost street kids. Once before
he announced he would leave, but then changed his mind. This time
it's clearly more serious. I don't even recognize this Sekouba -
he's the opposite of the one who was here before the start of Ramadan.
Ever since Ramadan
started, there has been havoc among the kids. With the whole country
bowing to Satan, powerful forces of darkness are unleashed, bombarding
us, and since the kids still have open doors, still need healing,
still need to grow in the Lord, it's an easy game. Also, Sekouba
has several Muslim friends he's very close to. I don't know in what
way those friends have influenced him.
I intended to
send this out right away, but it turned out differently. We sat
down with Sekouba to talk. Unfortunately, the whole time, Sekouba
didn't say a single word. I started off by saying I loved him, and
by talking about secrets, and God's light, then asking him whether
he has stopped following Jesus. No answer. I then played his prophetic
word for him to listen to, to remind him of the promises of God.
I called Abdias in and asked him whether there is anything I should
know, and he said no, and left. I then asked a few more questions
of Sekouba, but in vain, and so I just exhorted him, speaking truth
to him. He had his head bowed the whole time, not reacting at all.
What can you do in that case?
I just knew
one thing: pray. I sat down on one side of Sekouba, Paul on the
other, and we laid hands on him, praying for him for quite some
time. I took his hand, and he didn't refuse. I thought, surely God
is getting through to him!
took Abdias and talked to him. It took persistence until he finally
spoke. Sekouba had threatened him if he told anyone that he was
leaving. He also told us that Sekouba has gone back to begging on
the streets for weeks and weeks. And that he's been trying to get
all the other kids to leave as well. I took Abdias into my arms
and told him that no one would hurt him. That I was here to protect
him, and that in the future, he should tell me if anyone ever said
such a thing to him.
I was honestly
shocked! How long has this been going on? How long has it been since
he returned to his old ways, following Allah? How had he been able
to pretend so well all this time, for weeks and weeks? In the end,
the month of Ramadan brought it to light. In the end, the Lord led
us to see what was going on. Everything came to the light. The wolf
in sheep's clothing was exposed.
hard for me to believe that my "first-born", the first
kid we took in, could have deceived me like that....
It was time
for our nightly meeting. I asked if anyone had anything to say,
and everyone kept silent. When I asked Sekouba whether he had something
to say, he just said he was leaving. I asked why, but he didn't
say a word. I said, if ever there was only the least bit of sincerity
in his affection for me, then he at least owed me telling me why
he was leaving, and why he turned away from Jesus. No response.
I told him that
even though I don't know whether he ever meant anything he said
or did, I loved him as my son, and I would keep loving him and praying
for him daily. And if ever he wanted to return to Jesus, he was
welcome to come back and I would embrace him with open arms. I told
him I'd bless him and let him go.
he's leaving. We've locked all the doors and taken off the keys,
so he can't do anything stupid.
you pray for Sekouba, as he returns to the street. And pray also
for us. It is difficult for every one of us. I've been praying for
God to purify us, and bring all sin to light, and He's done it.
I hope peace will now return to our house.
Tonight I had
to interrupt the service because of the arguing, anger, words, behavior
of a couple of people/kids present. I told them we'd have to repent
before continuing, and I was on the floor, shedding many tears,
asking the Lord to take all that sin out of us, and to forgive me,
and to show me whether I, as the pastor, leader, mother, had caused
any of this with my own behavior. I was heart-broken. Igot up and
proclaimed a 3-day fast for our church - Monday through Wednesday.
That means tomorrow we're all gonna spend the day in prayer and
fasting after Sekouba has left in the morning.
I do hope that
the blessings of God will rest on us as the sin among us has been
exposed. And I do pray that the Lord would not let go of Sekouba,
and that the day would come, when he would stand in front of me
again saying, Mom, I've sinned against heaven and you....