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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

The First KBC Pastor’s House Purchased—And Two Souls Saved!

Yesterday was a most wonderful day. It was one of those days when I sensed the presence and nearness of God in an unusual way. It was not that way from the beginning of the day. Oh no. The day was largely spent in the library of the Baptist Theological Seminary, working on an article for the South African Baptist Theological Journal. However, at midday I received an email that at 17.30 hours the estate agent would be handing over a house that KBC had purchased for the use of our growing internship program. This whole story needs to be told to the glory of God.

Earlier this year, one of our missions partners wrote me, telling me of his burden. He felt that they should do more for our missions partnership than they were currently doing. He asked a basic question. What is it that we wanted to do for the great cause of Christ that we were not doing simply because of the lack of finances? The answer was soon sent to him. We were getting requests to take in pastoral interns from right across Africa (and some requests were now coming from outside Africa!) but we lacked the capacity. We were only managing two—or at the most, three—interns at a time. However, we needed to provide for about five or six at any one time. So, if only we could buy two houses near KBC to accommodate them and have some finances for their pocket allowances while they were with us, this would fling open the sluice gates.

Well, to cut the long story short, the brother gave us the green light to look for two houses to purchase. Our church officers asked one of our deacons (Logan Nyasulu) to begin the house-hunt in the area near the church. Since he worked in the real estate industry, he simply sent out word among the real estate agents. Within a few days he got a call that a house was being sold a few streets behind the church. When he went with the estates agent, he was led to house number 45, Boli Street, in Libala Stage One.

45 Boli Street, Libala Stage One, Lusaka, as it looks today
My eyes are filled with tears as I write this. 45 Boli Street was the house Felistas and I lived in for the first seven years of my pastoral ministry at KBC. It was our first home as a married couple. We moved in straight from our honeymoon. It was the home in which all our children were born. It was the home in which I counselled many teenagers who are now married, with families, and making their way up the corporate ladder—including Logan himself. In fact, he could not contain his own joy when the estate agent led him there. We left that house in 1994, when the church built the pastor’s house on the church premises. Here I was now, back to that little house—eighteen years later.

Felistas and Mwindula, with 45 Boli Street in the background, once upon a time!
I felt as if I was walking on hallowed ground as I went around this small three-bedroomed house. I peeped into what once was our master bedroom, where I first brought my young bride. I looked into what once was the study, in which the sermons of the first seven years of my pastorate were born. It was in that room that I often knelt and prayed for God’s blessing upon my family and his flock at KBC. Flashes of those early years came to mind with almost overpowering emotions. This would now be the home to be occupied by our interns. May the Lord fill their hearts and minds with the great theme of his kingdom and his glory that enlarged my own heart in those early years of ministerial labours at KBC!

The estate agent (left) handing over to our church treasurer, Ivor (right),
with the current tenant of the house (middle) listening.
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As if this was not enough, while I was at the handover event, I got a call from a couple that I have been visiting for evangelistic purposes since July last year. Let me also narrate this event. I think it was even sweeter than what I have just narrated.

Last week I was particularly burdened about this couple. In the home group last Thursday, I specifically asked for prayer for them. When one of our elders sent me a text message that he was praying for me, I immediately asked him to also pray for this couple. During the elders' time of prayer before the morning service, I again specifically asked for prayer for them. During our family and office devotions I also asked for prayer for them. God gave me a burden for them all week. Here is what happened last evening.

While I was at the new KBC interns' house, the wife called and asked if I was visiting them that evening. That surprised me because it was always her husband who used to call. In the ten months of visits, we have had evangelistic Bible studies in the parables of Jesus. We have read together John Stott's book, Why I Am A Christian. Recently, we went through Al Martin's booklet, A Bad Record And A Bad Heart. Last week, we had reviewed the DVD Courageous. Last evening, we were reviewing the DVD Fireproof. I always led the reviews to the point where salvation in Christ was the answer rather than some program or resolutions. When we came to the end of last evening's review, I asked what was still stopping them from surrendering their lives to Christ in the light of this.

The wife asked whether a Christian could backslide. And as she was asking, she began to shed tears. She explained that she had a very, very close non-Christian friend. She visited her that afternoon and felt she was being a hypocrite by pretending that she was still the old person when she had changed on the inside. So, could she backslide if she continued relating to this friend of hers? As she was asking this, she was shedding tears. I knew instantly that the Lord had saved her. I asked what had happened. She explained that on Saturday, while visiting an aunt, a pastor there talked to her and the others about the importance of asking themselves why they do what they do. She said that was the last straw. She got back home and went into her bedroom and cried to the Lord to save her. She literally wept. She said that at some point the burden just lifted and joy filled her soul. "I don't know whether I just wanted to be happy and so convinced myself that I was now happy. But I really experienced joy and it has been like that ever since!"

I turned to her husband and said, "Well, you have heard your wife's testimony. What about you?" His reply was, "I am not an emotional person and so my testimony is not like hers. For me it was last Wednesday when you showed me that what mattered was not 'faith' or 'the right attitude of mind' but Christ. That was it. That is where I always got it wrong. Up to that point, I was concentrating on getting my faith and mind right. Now I know that what I simply needed was Christ himself." I asked both of them what answer they would give Angel Gabriel at the door of heaven if he asked them why they should be allowed into heaven. Their answers had no mention of good works or church going. They simply said, "Christ came and died for our sins" (period). All this amazed me because every week for the last ten months this is what I had been seeking to make them see and they could not.

So, I am excited for them. It has been a long journey. Ten solid months of weekly visits (whenever I was in town!). They had one advantage. They were always sincere. They never tried to pretend that they had given their lives to Christ when they had not. On a few occasions they would say to me, "Pastor, we know you must be feeling discouraged. We must be a real disappointment to you." I would say to them, "Don't worry, as long as you are still interested in me coming to visit you, I will continue to come. The day I notice that you are deliberately avoiding me, I will go to another home." Well, as it turned out, their sincerity finally paid off. I could not miss the joy, especially on the wife's face, even as she kept wiping the tears from her face—tears of joy!

When I got home, I sent both of them text messages saying, "This has really been a great day for me. If the Lord has really saved you, I feel as if I can even go to heaven. It's been worth every visit. Praise God!" The husband's reply was, "Pastor, I am really thankful for showing us the pathway to the kingdom of God. I am getting stronger and stronger spiritually." The wife's reply was, "Praise God, indeed. And thank you for everything."

What more can I say? It was a most wonderful day, indeed!

6 comments:

  1. Ok, I admit that I shed a few tears too while reading this. This was a great inspiration and reminder to preach Christ and Him crucified and risen to all who will listen. Our labour is not in vain. Thank you for sharing this Pastor C.

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  2. Happy to hear of this pastor. it was truly "worth every visit" TO GOD BE GLORY HE HAS A RICH SENSE OF HUMOUR HOW HE JUST WORKS THING OUT.

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  3. What providence, what a touching message and what an encouragement to be consistent and to persevere in follow up! We are so prone to “Hit and run” evangelism. O that we may persevere and come rejoicing bringing in the sheaves as you have. The Lord is really faithful!

    “Those who sow in tears shall reap with shouts of joy! He who goes out weeping, bearing the seed for sowing, shall come home with shouts of joy, bringing his sheaves with him.” (Psalm 126:5-6)

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  4. Pastor Mbewe, akalamba kena kapona mu office (I’ve shed tears), reading through this article. There is no God like Jehovah! That house for me holds such fond memories. To Him be the glory, great things He has done!! I also drew a lot of encouragement on evangelism from the other story. May God continue to bless your labours as you faithfully labour in His vineyard.(1 Cor 15:58)

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  5. Wow..what a joyful moment that must have been.and the words of the hymn writer William Young (I Cannot tell how He will win the nations)that came to my mind as i read amazed at what God does " I cannot tell how He will win the nations,How He will claim His earthly heritage,How satisfy the needs and aspirations Of east and west, of sinner and of sage.
    But this I know, all flesh shall see His glory,And He shall reap the harvest He has sown,And some glad day His sun shall shine in splendor When He the Savior, Savior of the world, is known.".. A challenge for us to persist in evangelism, Labor and Praying.And He will win the nations.

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