This last week Pastor Abel, Julia, and I traveled north to the provinces of Gaza and Inhambane (about seven hours drive north of Maputo).
We met with many precious people to share with them.
Pastor Abel has been visiting these groups once a month to teach them using Chronological Bible Storytelling.
P. Abel would fasten the large picture cards on the side of a house as he taught the Bible.
Along with P. Abel and Julia, I was blessed to be able to teach and share with the different groups.
On our last day in Inhambane, twleve young people from the area of Nyadumbuque wanted to be baptized.
We fit the twelve people into the truck...fifteen with P. Abel, Julia and myself, and we began to make our way through the deep sand to a far off lake. Because we were very far from any villages, there weren't actual "roads."
Two nights before, the right rear tire on my car had been slashed through by a sharp stump of a tree hidden in the weeds. A young man had immediatley rushed out of his round canico house like an angel descending from the heavens to help us change the tire...and this time I knew exaclty what and where the "macaco" was :) (monkey...a.k.a. jack)
I thank God for that lovely young man.
So two days later, there I was driving a truck in deep sand up and down hills weighted down with fifteen people, with stumps, branches, and coconut shells scattered across the ground like an obstacle course before me...many, many, many miles from any possible form of help, and no more spare tire... I began to worry.
Then God said to my heart, "Do you trust Me?"
"Are you doing My will?"
I responded, "Yes."
He said, "Then why do you worry?"
Then He said, "You're taking a car load of My children to be baptized."
I was suddenly overcome by the tremendous privilege of what He was allowing me to do. I had the distinct feeling that I was reaping what I had not sown, that I was entering into the labors of brothers and sisters before me. Both the one who sows and the who reaps will rejoice together. I thank God for the amazing privilege of being a part of His work of love and salvation.
P. Abel shared about baptism as a symbol for birth into a new kind of life.
Julia and I took turns helping with the baptisms.
What a joy!
The whole group.
The group in Nyadumbuque meets in the shade of this building on Sundays mornings.
Julia led the singing.