Our churches in Niamey were violently attacked just over 3 weeks ago. In the wake of that, while working to restore, replace and rebuild, Boko Haram rears its ugly head in Diffa – trying to penetrate the Eastern border of Niger where we have another church. I am amazed. I’m not amazed because of the political/Islamic attack of churches in the west, or because of the evil extremists terrorizing the east. I am amazed by the response of the Niger Christians. Humbled, really.
These pictures were taken after the attacks. After churches were burned. After homes were looted and destroyed.
The joy can be seen, but I wish it could be felt through this picture. It was real. I know it was real because I was there.
A few weeks ago we were in Diffa with our family. We were there to encourage the church. So many members have been directly affected by Boko Haram and fled to Diffa from Nigeria. Of course they and their faith ended up encouraging us.
Here’s a link to an article on what’s happening there.
This is Pastor Abdu & Aisha, and their children Caleb, Samuel and Nassara.
Our son Trae preached a timely message while we were in Diffa (with no knowledge of coming attacks of course). He preached about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, and how Jesus will always be with us in the fire.
Early this past Sunday morning (Feb 8), we got a phone call from Pastor Abdu in Diffa. He told us that gunfire could be heard from the church (and their home). Boko Haram was trying to cross the border over the bridge. This is the place we used to hang out when we lived in Diffa.
Neal and Tobi looking across the border into Nigeria.
We used to swim in this river!
We lived in this town for almost 2 years.
Pastor Abdu wasn’t fearful, just informing us. We assured him we’d be praying. It’s times like these that I’m especially grateful for Facebook. I know that in a matter of an hour, hundreds were praying. And that soon multiplied to thousands.
I called Aisha, P. Abdu’s wife to see how she was doing.
She said it was a bit scary hearing the gunfire, (ya think?) but that she and the kids were doing fine. She was very encouraged to know that so many were praying.
Later that day a bomb was detonated in a nearby market. We knew the place. Though things calmed down during the day, we got another phone call early Monday morning that the fighting went on through the night and was continuing. Then the prison was attacked. The prison is right by our church.
We all agreed that it was time for the wives to leave with the children, but we weren’t the only ones with that idea and all transport vehicles were full for the next several days. I so wanted to go and pick them up myself- but that would have been idiotic. Once again God intervened and a vehicle was found to get them out. I still don’t have all the details, but I know they left last night. I talked with P. Abdu in Diffa this morning and he said that many have left but that things have quieted down. There is only scattered gunfire. I then talked to Aisha who was on the road and she assured me they were all fine. They had made their first destination around 11pm last night and were heading to Maradi today.
Since the attack in Niamey, Pastor Zabeyrou and Salamatou (who is 6 months pregnant) and their 3 kids have been staying with us in our home. They lost everything – home and church.
Here they are – smiling. What an honor it is to labor together with them. Several years ago, they were the pastors of the church in Diffa, so the situation there is very close to home for them as well.
This morning, when I was talking to Aisha who was still on her journey, I thought it would be a good idea to have Salamatou talk to her too.
That’s when it hit me. The amazing part. Salamatou, who is homeless and without her belongings, is on the phone encouraging Aisha who with her children is running for her life. And they’re laughing. And talking about the goodness of God. And thanking me for praying. Thanking me. I have no more words.
Except to say how humbled I am to call these two beautiful ladies my friends.