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TTC & Vie Abondante Part 10

I don’t yet know how many ‘parts’ this saga will have.  But I’m glad I’m taking the time to document much of what is going on.  I wish I would or could do the same for everything that goes on.

After 5 days of workshops and discipleship, the seminar finally arrived.  Youth coming in to Maradi from 17 different villages.  There weren’t as many as were at the Niamey rally because many of them had school on Saturday.  But there was a good group – about 120.

The meeting started with the ‘GO’ drama being performed by the TTC and Vie Abondante team together.  It was awesome!  Here they are outside the church, waiting to make their appearance.

GO!

Neal and Scott explaining the drama .

More drama – the Gospel preached without words.

Josiah brought the message at the first meeting – identity – knowing who you are in Christ.

What one puts on, one must take off.  Not an easy (or painless) job.

Several of our pastors came to support the event.

As can be seen, it wasn’t just youth that came.  There were several children that enjoyed the meetings as well.

As promised, here’s a picture of Scott in his dress.

It was Emily’s turn to preach for the evening session.

Then some more dramas.  The Sin Chair

The Vie Abondante team ministering.  So proud of them!  And the crowd loved to see their peers doing this stuff!

See our proud TTC members giving cues and taking pictures from the back.

Neal and Pastor Hasimu closing the program.

This would be as good of place as any to interrupt myself and the chronological writing style of these posts…

I mentioned a few posts back that the heat was returning in it’s true form. That was on Thursday.  But then the dust rolled in and cooled things way down again.  I didn’t live during the Oklahoma and Texas dustbowl days, but this may have rivaled what it was like.  And it was as dusty inside as it was out, since the glass on the windows are louvres, and they don’t really close.  Even if they did, this fine (and by fine I don’t mean lovely) dust would find it’s way in.  We would wipe tables and counters down so we could eat/write/work etc.  Only to find that an hour later part of the lovely Sahara Desert had sifted it’s way into our living quarters.

This is the countertop 1 hour after being cleaned.  So much for dusting once a week!

Here’s what it looked like outside.  That’s not fog, it’s dust.

But the dust cover did keep things cooler.  So for a change I wasn’t desperate for a shower because I was hot  and sweaty, but because I was filthy dirty.  At any rate, this cool weather was a distinct difference for March.  And that’s been nice, because even though hot season started, it kind of stopped for a bit  - which gives it sort of a delayed start.  That makes it shorter.  And that’s a very good thing.

It took most of today to upload these videos so I want to post them here.  Pictures are great, but the sights and sounds of video – well, those are even greater.  Now someone needs to invent a media to communicate smells too…

This first one was the beginning of one of the workshop sessions.  Praise and worship.  We’re singing about being a soldier of Jesus – I’ll testify of Jesus wherever I go – No one will hinder me – Because I am a soldier of Jesus.  As you can see, understanding the language was not a requirement to be involved.

This next video is more praise.  In the beginning they are reminding the devil that he has no power – sin has no power – sickness has no power.  BUT – Jesus is all power.  You’ll have no trouble seeing when that part of the song starts.

And finally, the well.  The team is doing a drama at the well to ‘advertise’ our meeting that would soon take place.  Here we see how sin separates us from God.  After this, I got into quite a discussion with the women at the well – but I’ll save that for another blog post.

That’s it for now, but next up is Saturday, Sunday, our journey back to Niamey, and the team’s departure.  At the moment of this writing, they are somewhere in the air between Paris and the US.  Miss you guys!

TTC & Vie Abondante Part 9

Thursday was much the same as Wednesday.  The team went to the village of Kwadarawa and had a great time of ministry.  The difference is the heat.  Niger is returning to it’s normal state during hot season.  Still not as hot as it could be, but it’s getting there.  Everyone is coping well.  There are a few sniffles – it’s extremely dusty.  Hard really to describe what the dust is like.

Back on the homefront.  Which at the moment is the SIM mission guesthouse.  Our food is being provided by some Niger ladies who started a catering business called Circle of Hope.  It’s been a huge blessing to have our food not only prepared but delievered right to our table.

Then there’s cleanup.  Girls day.

Guy’s turn.

Crashed.

Then there was the lizard.  Gecko to be exact.  He was in the girls room.  Poor guy.  He was just doing his job, eating the other critters.  But Taylor was not appreciating him at all.  And she was doing that loudly.  Josiah and Keagon to the rescue.  Ok, Nichelle was trying to help too.

I told Jo to just grab him right as I realized that if he did that, the tail would remain in his hand while the rest of him runs away.  That’s what happened here – the tail is wriggling on the floor.

But check out where we find Taylor…  Josiah and Keagon have had victory and they are taking Mr. Geico outside.

March 14 was a big day for a reason other than the workshops.  It was Scott’s birthday.  We didn’t realize it til the end of the day.  But the next day, the team presented him with a birthday drama, sort of.  And a birthday bagel cake.  Again, sort of.  Here’s Scott with his ‘cake’.   Matches are posing as candles.

As stated before, this is a great group of young people.  They truly are spending themselves on behalf of the people of Niger.  The schedule is pretty intense.  Their diligence is producing fruit.  During the afternoon session it was again Keagon’s turn to do the Bible study (your’s truly was also being stretched as I was the only one available to interpret at the time).

We then had the V.A. team members give testimonies of what this training has meant to them.  What an encouraging time!  The theme throughout all the testimonies went something like this:

“When I first saw them do the drama, I didn’t think it was something we’d be able to do.  Then they started teaching us and we can do it!”

“I have really learned that this is a great way to share the Gospel.  I’m going to go back to my village and show the people the crucifixion and resurrection.”

“I used to think it took money to evangelize.  But I realize I can just walk somewhere and do this drama whether I have any money or not.”

There were so many amazing testimonies that were shared and the session finished with a bang!

That brings us to today.  This morning found everyone quite weary, but they began strengthening themselves and each other in the Lord.

Today is the beginning of the youth conference.  The youth will be coming in from villages all around this region.  TTC and Vie Abondante teams will be presenting lots of dramas and the Word will be preached.  The youth are on fire for the Lord right now and we believe that now is their time!

This morning the teams were putting final touches on the drama titled ‘GO’!

And GO-ing is exactly what they will be doing.  Taking the Gospel to their generation and the next.

TTC & Vie Abondante Part 8

We’re still in the village of Tamroro…

They  did one of their mimes right at the well.  Tamroro is a big village and this is the 2nd well we went to.

What a cutie!  And she was working hard.

Neal preparing the group for the drama.

The Crucifixion and Resurrection

This lady was watching from the sidelines.

Happy faces.

This man was really contemplating the message

Sweet kiddos.

Saying goodbye

Our time in the village of Tamroro was effective.  This is actually a village where many – even most – have heard the Gospel.  But today they were really confronted with the reality that today is the day of salvation.  Pray for hearts to be softened.

TTC & Vie Abondante Part 6

Before we head to Maradi, I need to comment on the weather.  We are well into the month of March.  March in Niger is hot season.  That means it gets hot.  Very hot.  Not as hot as April, but hot nonetheless.  Into the 100’s.  We prepared TTC thusly.  Imagine our surprise when what I would classify as a cold front came through, returning us to our more ‘winter like’ conditions.  Low 70’s and maybe even dipping into the 60’s at night.  I’m not sure, but it was pretty nippy.  And it’s not just me and my thin blood.  I even overheard a team member or 2 say ‘I’m cold’.  I even saw one of them sporting a sweater one morning.  True story.  It still heats up during the day, but it’s not even reaching 100.  God is truly smiling down on us because I can tell you from experience that doing the type of training and ministry that is going on here now is multiplied times more challenging when all you can think about is how hot you feel.  It makes people cranky too.  Maybe I should speak for myself.  I’d say thank God for the small things, but this unusual weather isn’t a small thing.  So I’m thanking God for the HUGE things!

Monday morning dawned bright and cool and we were ready for the big road trip to Maradi.  Two vehicles and 10 people.  So it was pretty comfortable.  The roads have improved over the years so there is really only 1 section that is bad.  And it’s pretty bad.  But it’s been worse.  Some of the potholes have recently been filled with sand, and that really does help.  If it’s just Neal and I traveling in 1 vehicle, we make the trip in no more than 8 hours.  Sometimes less.  But we are no-nonsense travelers.  Synchronized bladders for 1 but no more than 2 bush stops.  We have to stop for gas but we’re almost pulling away while they are removing the nozzle from the tank.  You get the picture.

The trip went great but with 10 bladders and 10 sets of intestines, some travel modifications had to be made.  We left at 7am, and the plan was to start the seminar at 3pm.  That gave us 8 hours.

Here we are loading up from our house.

One of our stops.  Lots of ‘fast food’ options if one is so inclined.

On the road again…

Some ‘common’ sights.

There are zillions of these speed bumps (and other varieties) all along the way.  Their names were changed to ‘bump speeds’ if we didn’t happen to see them before flying over them.   They really are this hard to see.

Potholes are kind of like inverted speed bumps.

More good road.

Outskirts of Maradi

We’re here!  Maradi ‘gate’.

We arrived into town around 3:30 and went straight to the guest house where we would stay for the week and dropped off our things.  All were happy to have the luxury of a real toilet.

After enjoying an official ‘throne’ we were off to the church where there were about 35 seminar participants waiting.

The team opened with some dramas and then began teaching technique.

‘The Wall’

After a quick but very tasty dinner with the Jorgensen’s and Bowden’s –  Vie Abondante missionaries in Maradi, we continued the seminar from 7:30 – 9:30.  The seminars each started with one of the TTC team members bringing a Bible study.  They all did great and brought encouraging revelation from the Word of God.  Monday was Keagon’s turn.

Then the mime training continued…We split into 2 teams.  Here, Josiah and Nichelle are teaching them how to walk without going anywhere.  Pretty funny stuff.

Tuesday was much the same, well, minus the road trip through the desert.  Oh – and the visit to our primary school.

Keagon Juggling

Sukala and Delfin are some of our leaders in Niamey and they came to Maradi to be a part of the TTC team here.

Walking over to the pre-school.

The kids were giggling at the silly juggling.

The resurrection.  Almost all of these kids are from Muslim families.

The team

Ginger Jorgensen is the director of the school.  Here she is answering our questions before we get ready to leave.

School’s out!

Tuesday evening started out with some awesome praise and worship.  Vie Abondante and TTC together.  No interpretation necessary.

Then it was Nichelle’s turn to bring the message.  Neal interpreted (he’s the guy on the right!)

The students were really attentive.

So were the TTC team members.

Next was the instructional video.  How many people can gather around 1 computer screen?  This many.

If you think this was a long post, you have an idea of what our days are like.

Next:  Wednesday and beyond!

TTC and Vie Abondante Youth – An Army of God!!

We’re already underway with Day 3!  It’s a busy schedule but all is going well.  So you can get to know them, here is our Take the Challenge (TTC) mime team.

Taylor, Emily, Nichelle, Josiah & Keagon

They’re on their way out to minister in the village of Nikoye.

I don’t know how old you think these lovely faces are, but I can tell you Tobi was in quite a state of shock when he learned the truth for himself.  During the first workshop they did a get to know you game.  Tobi was there.  He later came to me and said, “Did you know these guys are only 16 or 17 or 18?!  I couldn’t believe it!  I thought they were 30 or something!”  Now to someone who is 30 or even 25, I’m pretty sure that’s not a compliment.  But coming from a 12 year old to teenagers, I believe that is a very high level of flattery and a compliment that speaks volumes of their maturity.  It should be noted that Tobi not only observed them in ministry, but they are staying in our house…that even speaks louder volumes.

We have completed 2 days of training with our youth here.  This is Josiah at the opening meeting.  He did a great job explaining the purpose of mime/drama was for evangelism.

Enough talk!  Let’s get started!  We have divided our youth into 2 evangelism teams – a Niamey team and a Gourmantche team.  First everyone was together in the church, learning some basics.

TTC demonstrating a mime.

The group was then split into their teams to learn some specific mimes.  These ladies are learning how to be ‘created’.

Some people might find it fun learning how to be the devil (for these purposes, someone’s gotta do it!)  But not Tobi.  When he heard them say ‘this group is going to learn the devil’s part’, Tobi looked in what I could safely describe as horror and said, ‘I will never, ever, be the devil!’  I’m pretty sure there would be no negotiating with him.  But Habibu – looks like he’s doing a pretty good job…

Let me insert here that teaching someone to move gracefully, use intense expression and follow music cues can be a challenge under normal circumstances.  But there are some obstacles that don’t translate well in the pictures…

Language.  The TTC team is teaching in English.  They are being interpreted into at least 2, and sometimes 3 languages.  Its tedious for all involved.  It would go something like this:  ”First, you put your arm at your side.  Then you touch your middle finger to your thumb.  Then relax it.  Then let it roll up.”  Etc, etc.  But each of those instructions had to be translated not one, but two (and sometimes 3) more times.  But everyone is doing amazingly well and there are great cheers when they ‘get it’.

Heat.  We are in the beginning of hot season in Niger.  It’s well over 100 each afternoon and getting hotter by the day.  I don’t know if you noticed in the pictures, but the church/bible school is not equipped with air conditioning.  It’s also very dusty.  It’s amazing how ‘crisp’ the pictures make things look.  It’s just not so.  The girls are wearing skirts and are having to sit/move/slide on the floor.  The very dirty floor.  Combine that with sweat and well, you get the picture.   Thankful for our washing machine!

Oh – and during hot season, electricity often goes out.  Which was the case at the church during last night’s workshops.  That means no fans, no lights.  We had our praise and worship in the dark (and it was awesome because no one felt inhibited by being watched).  Then the lights came back on right before Josiah was going to do his Bible study – and he did a supreme job – talking about the need for the power of the Holy Spirit.  Lights remained on the rest of the workshop.  We’re thankful for both the big and small things.  That was a big thing.

I can assure you these guys are not doing ballet.  They are creating the world.

Meanwhile, the training of the Gourmantche team was taking place upstairs in the Bible school classroom.  Emily is teaching them and Neal is the interpreter.

Here, Scott is helping God create the birds.

Taylor showing the guys how to move their hands gracefully.  They’re looking pretty good!

I just thought this was a funny picture.  We were having fun!

Practice doesn’t stop when we’re at home.  Here is the team, teaching the drama to Delfin.  He’s one of our worship leaders and a great drama student.

Practice, practice, practice!

I’ll stop for now.  I have more pictures and even some video to post.  But I haven’t uploaded that yet.  And uploading the video literally takes hours.

We believe that TTC is here ‘for such a time as this’.  Our youth are motivated, capable and anointed.  The tools they are learning are going to produce a great harvest in this great nation!

Miracles Meetings in Maradi: Part 2

And so the meetings began.  We were in for some amazing stuff.  As I said, we had no idea how many people would come, but we were hoping for ‘a lot’.  As usual, God did above and beyond.  People came by the hundreds.  They came by the thousands.

But it wasn’t without opposition.     Anytime the Kingdom of Light penetrates the Kingdom of Darkness, there will be opposition.

The first night was amazing.  People came early – of course there were TONS of children, since they were the ones that were targeted with the tickets.  The tickets had a two-fold purpose.  The most important reason was for contact information so after the event the local pastors could follow up.  The plan was for each person to fill out the information and at the entrance that portion of the ticket would be turned in, while the attendee kept the other half for the prize drawing later in the evening.  That was the plan anyway.  But that’s not how it went down….

Here’s Neal talking with the police – explaining that we wanted the people to arrive in an organized way – through the gate.  They are explaining to him that that would not be possible.  All of these people had arrived early – before the gates were officially opened.

So we went to Plan B.   In order for us to get the tickets of those that had already come through the gate, we had to have our security guys and our pastors go through the crowds and collect them one by one.  It wasn’t too difficult, as everyone wanted to be sure they were included.

The JSMI team was ready and the program began.  The Gospel was clearly presented by several members of the team.  They all preached with passion and while they were speaking, video was being shown on a big screen.  In spite of the constant noise and commotion, it appeared that many people were listening intently.

John Smithwick is preaching here about the crucifixion and Pastor Benji is interpreting.

While he was preaching, some of those in attendance were not happy with the Gospel being so strongly preached and they began throwing stones.  One of the stones hit Pastor Benji right between the eyes.  Blood was everywhere, but that didn’t stop the message.  Another pastor jumped right up to interepret while we attended to Pastor Benji.

Through our years in Niger we’ve faced various obstacle and challenges – both personally and in ministry.  Every single time we come out the winner.  So it makes me realize just how stupid the devil really is to keep it coming.  Doesn’t he get it?  This kind of opposition just makes us that much more determined.  What we saw take place was nothing less than an outpouring of God’s love for His people.  The atmosphere was anything but reverent.  But in spite of that, he saved and healed that night, and during the 3 nights after that first one.  We witnessed it first hand.

Before this night, this little boy could only crawl on his hands, dragging his legs behind him.  Jesus healed him!  Here John is holding him up after he ran back and forth on the platform a few times.

Here is video of this 8 year old boy who before tonight could not walk.  Praise God!!!  Pastor Nelson is interpreting.

When we arrived the 2nd night, a few of our security guys had a young boy in tow and brought him to Neal, explaining that this was the boy that used the slingshot and hit the interpreter.  They wanted to know if they should turn him in to the police.  We knew that if the police got ahold of him he would be severely beaten. So we talked to him and at first he denied his involvement.  His name was Mohammed and he was 12 years old.  I sent Tobi to go and talk with him and Tobi just said ‘he’s a nice boy’.    We told him that Jesus loved him and wanted to forgive him if he wanted forgiveness.  He said he did.  Then Neal told him that what was left was for him to ask forgiveness from Pastor Benji, and if Benji forgave him, he was free to go.

Here is Neal talking with him.

Here is Pastor Benji explaining why he is forgiving him.

After this, Mohammed returned to every meeting and during the day whenever we went to the field to prepare things, he was always there, ready to greet us.  We don’t know for sure, but we can pretty safely assume that someone influenced Mohammed to do what he did – maybe even paid him.  We believe his life was truly impacted.  What the devil meant for evil, God threw back in his face!

The rocks continued to fly that night and even I was pelted with one of them.  It was a small thing, but every time I felt that bruise over the next week or two, it made me think of the countless believers in the world today that are seriously persecuted for their faith.  So that was kind of an honor.

I was helping interview those that were coming forward with testimonies of healing.  There was a Fulani boy with his father that came.  The ‘boy’ was 20, but didn’t speak Hausa so his father interpreted for him.  He began to explain to me that the boy hadn’t slept for 7 years.  That every time he tried to sleep, he was tormented and died.  What?  That’s what I said!  So I thought maybe I was missing something in the translation – it’s been known to happen!  So I asked one of the pastors to come and listen.  The pastor repeated back to me in Hausa the same thing.  That the boy died every time he tried to sleep, so he couldn’t sleep.  Couldn’t even nap.  In Hausa I said ‘He died?’  In English the pastor replied ‘dead’ – like that made perfect sense.  So I said do you mean like he’s passed out in a coma like state. ‘Yes, yes’.  So I realized then that he had been dealing with evil spirits.  The reason he came forward to testify on the 2nd night of the meeting was because after he went home the first night, after prayer, he slept.  The whole night.  He had even taken a nap that afternoon.  They were both beaming.  As you can see for yourself!  I asked them if they had received Jesus.  They joyfully said ‘Yes’!  I noticed that they were wearing charms around their necks, very typical of Fulani (and many people groups).  I explained that now that they had Jesus, they no longer needed the charms.  I was quite surprised when Dad reached up and immediately pulled them off.  In our experience, it often takes some time and teaching for them to be willing to give up the charms – their protection.  It was incredible!!

This man was healed of knee problems.  According to him, it had been 2 years since he had been able to bend like this.

This woman said she had had a tumor on her right arm and hadn’t been able to lift it up like this.

This man had been deaf.  Past tense!

Miracle after miracle.  Each night.  The Muslims were so upset by the meetings that they began preaching on the radio that this was all false.  First, it wasn’t God doing the healing, because He’s the one who made them sick.  Then they began reporting that the miracles were staged – except that God began healing some of them!  They couldn’t deny that.  In fact they began searching out some of the pastors – asking for prayer!

What an incredible thing this has been for Tobi to be a part of.  He has no doubt that God is our healer!!

He even got to be part of the band!

On the last day there was an additional meeting – a children’s crusade.  It was great and kids from all over the city came.  They came early.  Very early.  A boys bike and a girls bike were among the prizes that would be given away.   That’s a great gift – even for an adult!  There were clowns and dramas, the Gospel was again presented and many hands went up to receive the free gift of Jesus.  Then the sick were prayed for.

To the person who wasn’t aware of what was going on, the whole thing at first glance would look like mass chaos.  In the spiritual realm, a battle was raging. The devil was mad and the evil spirits were getting very riled up.  God was moving.

Neal took some time after the team finished praying for salvation and healing to encourage people to find a church to get plugged into.  He was also declaring over the people that we have life because of Jesus and that Jesus is our healer.  There was a group of ‘rabble rousers’ in the crowd and they began cursing him.  Can you say ‘Book of Acts?’  It was an awesome thing to be a part of!

After it was over, we went to the field the following morning to pack up/take down.  There was still a large crowd of children.  I began talking with them and they first told me that they didn’t get a gift – they didn’t win the bike.  I told them that they may not have won the bike, but that they received the greatest gift of all – Jesus.  One child quickly agreed and said ‘Yes! He’s here in my heart!’

After the team packed up and went home, we continued to hear testimonies of healings come in – from Muslims.  We heard 2 specifically who said they had spent all the money they had on doctors and witch doctors over several years – with no success.  But after coming to the rally – they were completely healed!  Isn’t this exactly what Jesus told us to do?  Lay hands on the sick and they will recover.  He also told us that these signs will follow those that believe.  If you believe, these signs can follow you also!  Praise God!

Last month at our annual ministry meeting held in Maradi, we heard testimonies from many pastors saying that there were new people coming to all of the churches because of the JSMI meetings.  Great reports!

We thank God for JSMI for obeying God and truly coming where others have not wanted to come – knowing the resistance that could be possible.  And there really was resistance.  But the power of God broke through and His message was spread throughout the entire city in a matter of 4 days.

Take that devil!!

Miracle Meetings in Maradi! Part 1

I’ve been wanting to write this post since November.  There are lots of reasons why it hasn’t been done with the most recent reason being our internet, or lack thereof.  Living in a developing nation, that’s just how it is sometimes…well,   much of the time.  But, I’m here now.  And I’m going to write.

In 2007, we were a part of the first ever mass evangelistic campaign to be held in Niger.  It was held in Niamey, the capital city.  Richard Roberts brought a team of ministers and doctors to minister in this historical and nation changing event.  In the beginning, we had no idea how many would come, but God far exceeded our expectations.  Estimates on the last night were 30,000 people!  Since then, the Gospel has continued to spread.  Even though Niger is still less than 1% Christian, God’s Kingdom is gaining ground.  This past November, there was another crusade in Niamey.  Dag-Heward Mills brought his team from Ghana and ministered to thousands.    The week after that incredible event in Niamey, John Smithwick Ministries International (JSMI) came to Niger to do an evangelistic rally in Maradi.  The first ever in that key city in Niger.   We again got to be a part of something historical.  A city-wide evangelistic rally in Maradi.

This is just a small portion of the crowd.  The meeting was held in the wrestling arena.

As I’ve said before , Maradi is where we lived for our first 9 years in Niger.   Except for the almost 2 years during that time that we lived in Diffa to start a church.  In 2007, we moved to Niamey.  Here’s a map of Niger showing the different regions.  The majority of the population here is in the southern belt, known as the Sahel.

Niger cities location (Maradi)

Regions in Niger

On to Maradi we go.  Over Thanksgiving week, a team of 22 people came to Maradi for this unprecedented event.  They actually flew into Kano, Nigeria and Neal and Pastor Nelson drove their to pick them up and bring them to Maradi.  That airport is closer (and less expensive to fly into then our airport in Niamey).  The trip was uneventful, and that is a very good thing and a big answer to prayer.

JSMI doesn’t advertise in a traditional way to invite people to come.  The meetings are called a ‘cultural exchange’.  Their team is divided into groups of about 7 and during the mornings, they go into the schools where we have obtained  advance permission.  This group was divided into 3 teams.  With drama, clowns and singing, they present the Gospel and then they hand out ‘tickets’ to each child, inviting them to come back to the evening meeting and to bring their parents.  The free ticket is not only their entry, but is used in a drawing for prizes that are given away each night.

That’s the ‘outline’ that was used.  But remember – this was something that Maradi had never seen before.  Ever.  We literally had no idea how the Muslim city would respond.  So even though we had received permission to go into the schools (public and private), after the first presentation, at the mention of the name of Jesus, they shut us down.

The children gather at one of the schools on the first day.  

They are intently watching the program and loving it.

Here’s one of the teams doing their thing.

The above picture if one of the largest schools in Maradi.  It was from here that we got  a call from the school inspector that we could not come to the schools anymore.  But the teams got such a great response and the directors wanted us to do the program in their schools.  So the Inspector called back and said we could come to the schools if we agreed not to talk about Jesus.   Hasimu, our pastor  in charge of all the pre-planning, politely explained that the reason we were there was to talk about Jesus.

Niger is  because although the majority of it’s people are Muslims, the nation is politically a religious free state.  That means we have the right to preach the Gospel on the streets.  So to the streets we went.  Each of the 3 teams went to different locations around the city, did the program, invited people to the evening meetings and then moved to another location to repeat the process.  After 3 days of this, the whole city was blanketed.

This is one of the vans the team used to get around the city.

We strategically went to locations near schools and did the program during their break times.

We would park at the designated location and all the team members walked around the streets inviting whoever was there to the night meeting, and to the drama they were going to do right then.

There’s a clown in that crowd!

The presentation on the streets.

The kids intently watching the drama which clearly demonstrated the Gospel.

With the drama finished the kids are serious about wanting their tickets.

This little guy has his ticket for the evening program.

These boys on the street just wanted their picture taken.

In Niger, life is mostly lived outside.  So we came into contact with lots of people. After watching the drama, this lady told me that she had just come out of mourning – her husband and son had died on the same day – 40 days earlier.  She’s holding her Muslim prayer beads.  Sadly, death is a common part of life here.  The people desperately need Jesus.

Each team was assigned a policeman for security.   This was the policeman assign to the team I was on.  I was shocked that he was helping us pass out the tickets on the streets.  Actually, it made me laugh.  A Muslim inviting children to a Christian program.  Not something we see every day!

My next post (in the next couple of days) will be about the night meetings.  What happened was nothing short of miraculous.  But I wanted to end this post by including a few more pictures of what some of the schools in the city of Maradi look like.

Tobi is helping hand out tickets in one of the classrooms.  See how their belongings are hanging on the ‘wall’.

This is an empty classroom.  All the kids are gathered for the program.  The children sit in the sand and try to write in their small notebooks.

This is the school (classrooms).  Makes one think twice before complaining about what our schools don’t have…

NEXT….the crowds exceeded our expectations!  This is  Hasimu, on of our head pastors, and the local coordinator of the event.

The story continues…