Those two Sundays found half the original number. We began to realize that to start a Bujumbura branch would take more than just opening the door. Those far away could not afford to keep coming in spite of their new found hope and faith.
|Pastor Johnson and Frere Malabi-Group Leader|
Then Pastor Johnson responded to our call and humbly came with some of those he had shepherded for years in reading and learning from the Book of Mormon. He had been a former revolutionary fighting along side those that now serve in the government. He is a former university teacher, business executive, and politician. But after having been saved multiple times from death he decided to keep a boyhood promise made as an orphan whose prayers were answered in such a miraculous timing and manner as to allow him to stay in school and survive the lonely and war torn culture.
This next Sunday should be our first baptisms... if we can just find some place without crocodiles and hippos.
Some of the little ones cry when they see us and won't get too close to us scary, ghost-looking, white folks, but we still love seeing them and trying to make friends with them. These are the faces of some of the little people in the church in the Congo and Burundi.
The gospel holds such promise in helping them become dependable, independent, and interdependent...though some may sleep through it all for the moment...