I had the privilege of spending two days with twelve men at the Missions Transformation Center outside of Kampala, Uganda, this past weekend.
The Pentecostal Assemblies of God – Uganda, was gifted a plot of land that has become a training center for people who feel called to take the Gospel to unreached people groups in Uganda and Southern Sudan. Joy Johnston, one of our fellow global workers, travels to Uganda three times a year to conduct missions training sessions at the Center. What a delight to spend time with Joy and see where and how God is using her for Kingdom purposes.
It was so inspiring to sit with men whose passion for lost people causes them to move to the remotest of villages and work amongst tribes who have never heard about the love of Jesus. One gentleman, who traveled over 2,500 km to come to the center, has planted a church in the South Sudan that now numbers over six hundred people.
Sometimes I am asked when I return to Canada, “what is the largest crowd you have preached to in Africa”? As I was teaching the twelve this weekend, I was thinking that it may be one of the smallest seminars I have been a part of on the Continent thus far. However, the exponential growth of the Kingdom that is happening through these lives will number into the thousands in the days to come. No wonder Jesus spent so much time with the twelve!!!
To top off the weekend, yesterday, I had the privilege of preaching at a church in Bombo, Uganda. At the end of the service, when a call to salvation was given, a young lady and even younger boy came forward. The young lady told the story of how she got lost coming to church. After finding the church and hearing the message, she said that the words that touched her were “why settle for the counterfeit, when you can have the original”. She went on to say, how tired she was of chasing the counterfeit and wanted to accept the real Jesus into her heart!!!!
After two hours sleep and catching a 5 a.m. flight this morning from Uganda, I find myself back in Kitwe knowing that MJ and I have one final week to call this place our African home. There is much to be done in the next few days, and many memories to cherish. When the plane leaves Zambian soil next Monday, we will begin to write a whole new chapter in our life and ministry here on the Continent of Africa.
Until next Monday…