We've just come
back from the bush where we have seen what you usually see in Eastern
Africa, outside the 10/40 window, but NOT in Mali. We've been blown
away to see the kingdom of God come down in power to heal and save
in unprecedented ways, saving whole villages, and this is only the
beginning! Muslim-animist Mali, with less than 1% Christians, where
few go as His ambassadors, will be saved! The glory of the Lord
is starting to spread, from village to village, going from region
to region, and we're available as His vessels to be the carriers
of His presence, power and glory.
I
took my kids and adults, and six young Americans, into the bush,
where we did three nights of meetings in a little town, and we went
to two unreached villages, where no white people had ever been before,
and where they had never heard the good news. Hundreds in those
villages were healed and gave their lives to the Lord, including
one village chief, declaring to follow Jesus from that day onwards.
We tried to count - during those 3 days, 550 people were
healed, and 320 saved. And I'm talking IN MALI!
PRAISE GOD!
LEAVING
FOR THE BUSH
We
rented one of the public transportation vans that took most of the
team and equipment to Dio, while I still had to drive our little
old van to Dio where we would need it. Not long ago I thought it
impossible to use it again for this trip, but your prayers made
our car work, to the point that I was totally amazed at how well
it ran - especially with all the bush roads and heavy load it had
to carry.
Picture:
Our car with the team hanging on the outside so we would only have
to go twice to take everyone and everything to the village.
We
stayed three nights in Dio, with our pastor there, camping in his
courtyard. And we were quite numerous - six Americans, three adult
Malians, my four teenage kids, and myself. We arrived on Tuesday
afternoon, with the first meeting that night.
Dio
is a little town of 4000 people, and our pastor Enoch is the only
pastor in town and the surrounding villages. He's been there for
14 years, but has hardly ever had any adults in his church. Since
he joined our network and has come under my covering, he and his
ministry have been totally transformed. He is now alive again spiritually,
and seeing for the first time in his life people interested in the
gospel and people healed. He is starting to catch the vision not
only for his town, but his region, and has understood that children
have value also. He was excited to have us come to Dio, because
these past few months we have already seen the beginnings of revival.
We had high expectations coming, high hopes, and much anticipation,
and we were not disappointed. The Lord even exceeded our expectations!
I
and my team prepared this time for 7 weeks with prayer and fasting,
and we were ready, as was the American team. When they arrived,
we already knew them in the Spirit, and were immediately one in
heart and mind.
THREE OPEN-AIR MEETINGS IN DIO
Before
we even went to Dio, I kept seeing in my mind pictures of a Todd
Bentley crusade, like the one I participated in when I was in Africa
with him, and tried telling myself that this is Mali and it won't
be anything like that. But in a very real sense, it was more appropriate
than I could have imagined. Much was similar with one after another
being healed, and saved, and one testimony after another coming
forth, with the whole village gathering to listen, and with the
anointing of God not only being on me to preach the gospel like
I've never seen before, but on my team who prayed for the sick.
Awesome God!
Before
the sun went down each night, we set up our two generators, sound
system and lights on the local soccer field where we'd have plenty
of room for people. As the sun went down at 7 pm, we'd get started
with Bambara worship, singing and dancing, and the many kids that
had already gathered would join in. The Lord really came down on
Paul who led worship like I have never see him do it, with so much
joy, and much dancing. All our kids joined in dancing with all their
might like never before, and the Americans also danced with the
kids. I could not resist myself, and danced the Malian way with
much joy - which especially my kids enjoyed a lot.
After
an hour of worshiping and swirling up much dust, the pastor would
greet the people, and then hand the mic to me. Each night one from
the American team took a few minutes to share, before I went from
there, preaching and sharing the gospel.
The
first night I first talked about healing, and asked
all those who wanted to be healed to come forward. At first nobody
moved, then one child stood up and came forward. People started
laughing, mocking the kid, but then one child after the other stood
up and came forward and the laughing stopped. The team then prayed
for them, and I asked for those healed to come and testify. One
after the other they came, and I interviewed them, what they had,
and how it was now. "Gone", "gone", "gone"....
Praise God! I was so excited! I noticed though that it was all children,
so I asked whether there were no adults who needed healing. When
they were done, I asked them to sit down, since we still wanted
to talk to them. I then preached the gospel, and made an altar call.
Several kids raised their hands, but nobody was willing to come
forward. So we just prayed from the front. That first night about
50 hands went up when we asked who had been healed, but we don't
know how many started living for Jesus.
On
the second night worship was already going strong,
when suddenly our little generator started having problems and couldn't
operate the sound system any more. We were thinking hard what to
do, connected the sound system to the bigger generator, but ended
up connecting too much and destroying that generator also. Thankfully
the little one was still able to operate ONE light, and so we just
kept going, without sound system. I started sharing testimonies
and talking about the healing power of God, and the Lord gave me
the voice necessary. We then did a healing call, and the team prayed
for all the sick. However, without the sound system, we weren't
able to call them back, and had to end the meeting.
On
the third night, black clouds were covering the
sky and many in the team started fearing the rain would keep us
from doing the meeting. As the time to pray before the meeting came,
half the team was still gone, but we started praying anyway. As
I looked at the sky, I saw the same sign I had seen on our last
trip to Dio (see that email) - the sunrays breaking through the
dark clouds, but this time there was a vertical bright shaft of
light in the middle, going straight from heaven to earth, as if
a powerful spotlight was on. I remembered that the Lord had spoken
to Paul before our trip that He would give us a sign. I was excited
to see that the Lord coming down from heaven and piercing the darkness
had gotten brighter. A few raindrops were falling down on us, but
then the Lord spoke to me that He was saying to us tonight that
no rain would fall on us where the meeting would take place, even
if it rains all around us. Paul chose to believe, while many still
had doubts as we packed the car in the rain. When we got to the
location of the meeting, it was not raining, and never did all night.
Praise God! The pastor was amazed by that.
That
night, we borrowed a generator from the local business man, who
is coming closer and closer to Lord. We finally managed to get it
working, and got started, having a working sound system again, as
well as one light. Joy and exuberance was so very evident as Paul
led Bambara worshiped and danced with all his might, as did our
children, and the whole team. One of the Americans spoke a few minutes,
and then the Lord simply gave me the words to speak to preach from
there. It was awesome, and many gave their lives to the Lord and
were healed. Again, we had testimony after testimony.
In
total, over 150 people got healed,
and over 60 saved during those 3 nights. The pastor
was totally blown away, hardly believing what he saw with his own
eyes. This little town, where he's had only children in his church
for years, where people would pay a high price to leave their family's
Muslim religion, he was seeing fruit like never before. May these
new baby Christians be set on fire, come to his church, and become
mature believers in Christ.
Picture:
My kids with the pastor's "adopted" son, who all enjoyed
every single minute of ministry.
VILLAGE
OF SOTOLY
On
the first morning we went to the village of Sotoly that has about
750 inhabitants. No white people had ever been there, and the gospel
had never been preached there before. The
village chief told everyone to come to the meeting, and they came.
In fact, all the students from the elementary school came together,
as school was cancelled for the special event. The women all greeted
us with dancing and singing. Many had already gathered under the
big tree by the time we got started. Paul was leading Bambara worship,
and the people danced, especially the women! It was wonderful!
The
pastor then greeted the village people and introduced us. I took
the mic, and after a few words, gave it to one person from the American
team to share. After that, I started preaching the gospel to those
people who heard it for the first time. Everyone was listening very
intently. Towards
the end I asked the village chief forward and presented him with
a Bible in his language. I asked whether we could pray for him,
and he agreed. So we blessed him and his village (picture to the
right).
Finally
it was time for prayer. I had split everyone up into 4-5 groups,
with an American, one of my adult team members, and one of my kids,
and they started praying, for a long time. One after another came
with all kinds of sicknesses, and while Paul and I were doing the
testimonies, we were also busy praying for people. Nearly everyone
said that the pain was gone or they were feeling better, and everyone
was ready to give their lives to the Lord. We were so busy, having
healing testimony after healing testimony, it was wonderful!
That
day in Sotoly, we counted over 260 healings, and
over 130 salvations (one team forgot to ask whether
they wanted to follow Jesus), and who knows how many more have started
to follow Jesus. Sotoly is NOT animist any more, it now belongs
to Jesus! Our pastor will be pretty busy with follow-up; what a
wonderful problem to have.
VILLAGE
OF GORO
The
following morning we went to Goro, a village quite a bit smaller
than Sotoly. The village chief had been eager to invite us, since
no one had ever preached the gospel, and he was fed up with animism
and Islam. Again we were the first white peope to come to his village.
We
set up under a big tree again, and discovered that the generator
we had borrowed wasn't working either. Frustrating. But we gathered
in prayer, not allowing the enemy to get at us that easily.
The
worship was already going, with Saloum playing the drums, when he
suddenly saw a mad bull running towards us. He was afraid he would
hurt somebody, but when he got to the people, he suddenly stopped,
turned around and walked away.
We
kept worshiping the Lord, and dancing, with the local people joining
in, while people gathered. Paul's voice was already in rather bad
shape, and so was mine, but the Lord made our voices last and carry.
The
pastor greeted the people and introduced us, and handed the mic
to me. I then had one of the American team come up who talked for
a few minutes, before starting to preach. I shared a story, an allegory
for the gospel the Lord gave me a while back, and took time to share
all of the gospel with them. People were listening extremely carefully,
including the village chief who wanted to leave his religion. I
invited him up, presented the Bible in his language to him, and
prayed for him. He was very thankful.
Then
it was prayer time. The team spread out to pray again, and since
we didn't have a sound system to do testimonies, Paul and I joined
in. The village chief (picture to the right) came up to me and asked
for prayer for his eyes. You could tell he couldn't see much. We
prayed, and he said amazed that he was seeing better. I then asked
him whether he wanted to follow Jesus. He said yes, and Fousseni
led him in a salvation prayer. I was proud of Fousseni who prayed
with person after person to be born again.
We
also prayed for an old man who had a hard time walking. After praying,
he was visibly walking more easily. He then also dedicated his life
to the Lord (pictures below).
That
day in Goro we counted over 140 people getting healed,
and over 130 people being saved. The village chief
of the neighboring village was there too and implored us to come
over to this village, but time would not allow us to do that. We
left with much joy, and much work for our pastor to do.
The
team prayed for hundreds of people during those three days, and
nearly every person said he/she was healed, and then giving his/her
life to the Lord. Pains left, many having suffered for many years,
people were delivered, vision was improved, and many more my team
could share with you. Even between the meetings there were opportunities
to pray for the sick, and each one was healed. The business man
who lent us the generator had his sister healed of many years of
pain in front of his eyes, to his greatest amazement.
When
I asked my team how they've been impacted by those few days, they
all testified to having been changed forever. All my kids
are excited and loved it, and want to keep going. Fousseni
said he now loves praying, which he didn't before, and the Lord
has called him to be a pastor. Saloum was delivered of fear of man
- he couldn't even play the drums in our Sunday service, and now
he is free of that fear. He's also received boldness to witness
and pray for the sick. Abdias loved praying for all the sick, and
seeing them healed.
As
for my adults, Firmin had never prayed for people
that way before, and just wants to keep going and going. Issa wants
to pray for every sick person he sees, having received a new compassion.
Paul testified to never having worshiped like that before, and to
having enjoyed every single minute of it all, wanting to keep doing
this.
As
for me, it was another step forward into my destiny.
I feel like I've stepped into what I'm made for, and I could just
go on, preaching to the unreached, and seeing village after village
turn to the Lord. And we will do it!
One
of the American team members is a film school major and has been
doing a lot of filming. In the summer a one-hour documentary will
come out about their trip to Mali and this ministry, and I hope
many of you will get a copy and show the world what God is beginning
to do in Mali.
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