Seeing these pictures, of the church construction in Chatama, the village where we had a crusade last year in October, brings tears to my eyes. Countless times I had visited the remote village. The place was dry and initial plans to bring the Word to this place seemed hopeless. I could not hold back my peitions to the Lord. In that dark small mud house where I would keep up I raised my voice asking the Lord for His light to shine on this poor village.

This I did on three occasions I had visited the place. It had seemed impossible, dark and discouraging.But then came the crusade and the village has been shaken by the power of God’s Word.

My spirit rejoices.I can’t wait for the forthcoming crusade we are having in October in a village called Mutenguleni. We keep trusting the Lord for His Word to set the ccaptives free in the name of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.

Blessed be the name of the Lord.