We departed Kisii Country and headed directly north, through Kisumu to Webuye, which is about 1 hour east from the Ugandan border. We had originally hoped to spend about a week here, however we are running short on days now, and we needed to ensure we have adequate time to train Pastor Vincent and Pastor Charles in the finer details of caring and utilizing the equipment. It took us about 5 hours to travel 200km- the roads were less than appealing, and ‘under construction’ in many cases- great intentions, not much action.
We had a stop over in Kisumu (kis-oo-moo)- can’t say I’m that keen to visit there again, but maybe it was just my emotional state being reflected back at me! It was two and a half weeks before we were due to leave Kenya and we had A LOT of Kenyan country to travel between now and then. We were in a bit of turmoil- basically a bit paranoid about making the ‘wrong’ decision, as to who we leave the equipment with. We had just spent 4 awesome days with Vincent and Charles, but we still had not met with Pastor Wycliffe, maybe he was the one…after all maybe it was he that the then earthbound Kenyan Spirits, Suteh and Ki’amah, had been drawn to as he learnt about Divine Truth, who spoke to Jesus through Anto some weeks before we departed Australia.
Who do we choose? Michael? Although he seems keen personally to learn about developing a relationship with God, he’s really too far away from everything to be able to share regularly with a large group of people. Vincent and Charles? Two young, driven Pastors, passionate about learning about God, and feeling God in their hearts, whose group of members is growing daily and learning as they learn. Or Pastor Wycliffe, who is a well established Pastor and ‘Bishop’ of the western area Webuye, who has approximately 14 other Pastors who minister to the wider community, under the “One Way Ministry” church organization into Uganda and also Tanzania. In hindsight, even though the gear was originally prepared for Javan, we had doubts about his willingness to be transparent before we left Australia we probably should have visited each potential party at the beginning of the trip, and then made a decision based on the most humility and Sincere Desire demonstrated.
We had a limited time frame now, and we had promised we would visit Wycliffe. Tired, exhausted even, we jumped in the car and headed to Webuye. We had to stay overnight in Kisumu. Hoping to have a days rest and relax, before presenting and connecting with Wycliffe, Kerry booked us into Kisumu Beach Resort. Can I just say categorically, that internet photos are not an accurate representation of the present and can be extremely misleading. We arrived late and tired, and had no energy to navigate the dangerous roads further north- we HAD to stay. Seriously, this place read well, nestled on the edge of Lake Victoria. It may have been a thriving business at one time, now it is extremely run down. We entered the best room, in the place…the ceiling was moldy and caving in, with a great big hole- I was sure a rat or a monkey was to come sailing through and land on me during the night ( thank God for the mozzi net). The termites had made this place home, and the walls were so sticky that the rats were able to walk up the walls and leave evidence of their presence stuck there! The shower…mmm I took one look at it and decided, I was pretty clean and really didn’t smell that bad afterall. As for the bed, it was two beds pushed together with single sheets overlapping each other to cover the mattress- to be honest, I didn’t want to investigate much further- preferring to close my eyes and remain oblivious to what may have lay or lived beneath. Okay, so you guys might be laughing your heads off, at the moment- I certainly was not!
We then walked back through the camp, to reception, to reluctantly sign in, when we heard this blood curdling yelping and screaming! It immediately made you want to vomit. George, the host, took off like a shot (he was accompanying us, as apparently it was ‘not safe’ to walk around on your own, in case a hippo came out of the lake and attacks strangers….why are we staying??? Was my look of desperation and terror towards Kerry) we raced after him, not sure what we were about to witness, as we pushed through the scrub. To our horror, one of the camp dogs was being strangulated by a python 6m long as thick as my thigh. Men appeared from everywhere, yelling and started belting the python, trying to get it to release the dog. I don’t know which was worse- the dog screaming in pain, or the men killing the python. WHAT was going on here??? When the initial shock cleared and my brain registered what I was seeing before me, I couldn’t stand there and watch them kill this python, nor could I bare the sound of this dog’s strangulation screaming in my ears (I’ve never heard anything like it and I do not wish to again), it sent a wave of something through me that was eerie, and chilling, bilious- I wanted out! This place felt terrible- I felt terrible. Boy oh Boy- WHAT was God trying to teach me about love here???
I spent the next two hours bawling my eyes out- not even really sure what I was crying about, addictions not being met partly, probably- I was SO looking forward to a hot shower, maybe watch a movie on the laptop, blog a bit, get a decent sleep and some time for ourselves where we didn’t have to interpret conversation or do something to prepare for others. Well that wasn’t about to happen here. I laugh about it now, but at the time I was miserable. Poor Kerry, was trying to do something nice, thinking she had booked a place where we could just relax for the day- she was bawling, I was bawling. I remember looking about the room, terrified to move on this bed in case something ‘got’ me, ‘touched’ me, or crawled on me ( I was being triggered big time), through sobbing gulps of air, I said to Kerry, do you think this is God showing me what my real soul condition is?? Is this what my house in the spirit world looks like, and I’ve just been given a massive reality check?
The Mosquitos were the size of birds- okay a slight exaggeration, everything seems out of proportion, super sensitive and not overly rational, when you are in the middle of a overwhelm moment. What are we doing wrong?? Should we not be going to Webuye? Are the spirits just messing with us, hoping we will chuck in the towel? What is God showing us about our souls? So many questions.
I realised the next day the python and the dog was representing our relationship, and my relationship with God. Mmm…I had A LOT to reflect on.
We vacated early and arrived about midday- no Wotif accommodation options for Webuye (maybe that’s a good thing given the result of the last Internet search!!), as we drove into this small town, we came to a T intersection, looked at each other and said “left or right?” Let’s go left.
About 1 km down the road we spotted a place that looked okay- it had a secure parking area, that’s a start and individual little cottages. Hopes rising, as we drove in, maybe this will be like Rumuruti Villa- a gem in the middle of nowhere. We had plenty of time to find somewhere, but an afternoon nap was definitely in order. My immune system was doing its best to cope with the fever and congested chest I had procured for myself, so I was really hoping this was going to be okay- I needed some space to process.
We checked out a few rooms, chatted to the chef- mixed vegetable the only veggie option again, oh well we’ve managed this long what’s another 4 days eating the same thing. And settled in.
Pastor Wycliffe was enroute back from a missionary trip to Tanzania, so we planned to meet him the following morning, and discuss the program for the next 3 days.
Thinking he would be on african time, we had breakfast later than usual, about 9.30am. We were to met Wycliffe at 10. Well, one can never assume- he turned up at 9.30, with two other Pastors in tow- Godwin and Daniel. So it quickly became a breakfast meeting- african teas all round!
Wycliffe informed us that he had organized for us to present Divine Truth that afternoon from 2-5pm, and from 10-5pm the following two days. Okay then, let’s hit the ground running! After tea, we all piled in the car to visit Wycliffe’s family home. That is, his fathers property, where Wycliffe, as the eldest son, also has a house. Within this compound we discovered several buildings- a portion of which housed a school for 150 kids, all free and taught by volunteer teachers. We chatted for awhile with Wycliffe and his father, then went to visit all the kids and teachers in the school. They sang us a few songs, and we taught them a couple of Mama Joys raps.
We briefly met Valentine, a lovely lady who is the head of the school. Unfortunately she was unavailable to attend the presentations, but wanted to meet us and was very keen to learn about Divine Truth, and the potential english program we spoke of that others at home were working on developing. We asked Wycliffe to pass on a copy of the booklets to her, which she has since devoured and is hungry for more (according to her emails). She is keen to implement the truths into the school curriculum – yay!
It was getting on to 1pm and we felt we should head over to where we were going to be presenting in the arvo. We arrived to a small mud hut in the middle of a sugarcane plantation, and transported all the gear inside. To our surprise they had an electric keyboard ( which I later discovered required some extra skills as several of the keys did not work- Godwin obviously doesn’t let this prevent him from belting out a tune!), and a PA system, with mic and two speakers. They both run off a car battery. As we set up the gear, Godwin, Daniel and a few of the kids were serenading us with a couple of local hymns.
We got the impression fairly quickly, that the people here are pretty hard core bible followers, and we were greeted constantly in Jesus name. When the introductions began, we realized half of the audience were Pastors, all with bible in hand. OK- deep breath. Feeling slightly intimidated, as all our catholic, religion, scripture inadequacies and emotions are now on there way to the surface! However, I must have been listening to my guides that morning, as we decided to present some FAQs on the truth about the Bible, and Jesus Identity, and distinguishing between God and the erroneous trinity theory. Hold onto your hats kids- this may be a bumpy ride!
Well, what an experience this turned out to be. We knew how challenging and confronting this information was going to be for people with these extremely ingrained beliefs. It did challenge many- and we must have had a lot of help answering the questions that arose. I never thought I would say this, but after the 3 days discussion with the people of Webuye, their beliefs being challenged, and mine- I actually had the desire to revisit and read some bible passages! Whoa! I was not expecting this! Something opened in me, being with them, hearing Truth along side them. They showed me that you can be part of an organized religion, and have a love for God and God’s Truth. I realised that I have been pretty judgmental of full on church goers or literal bible followers in the past- tainted from my previous religious experiences and ‘Christian’ encounters. Wycliffe and his friends had Faith, a little misguided by some untruths, but faith none the less. And when presented with logic, they were open to change and investigation. Wow- this was amazingly inspirational. This group loved to sing and dance, great candidates for Mamma Joys rap songs. We left them with a booklet, and Godwin wants to write his own music to go with the words. The kids had all the moves- rapping tiny tots, we were laughing so much we couldn’t keep the camera steady.
Everyone became so keen to learn more, we had to find a way to leave them with further learning. Thankfully young David, from a cyber cafe in webuye, had a duplex printer ( we were being looked after here!), and he keenly printed 200 booklets on 5 different topics, willing to stay back late to complete the task. He worked amid power blackouts and managed to finish them all at 11pm the night before we were due to leave. He was thankful for the business (about 3 months income), and was grateful to receive the teachings himself! His poor old printer was going to need a service after this mammoth effort!
On the last day, we presented Solomon, the padgett message discussing the greatest truths of all the world- prayer and faith on our part, Divine Love on God’s part. They loved it! I cannot describe how it felt, being there, witnessing their sheer excitement and joy as the truth touched their hearts and souls. It was beautiful. We really enjoyed our time here.
The next morning we headed off early, as we only had time for a 3 hour morning session in Eldoret. Unfortunately, as with african time, people showed up an hour late, so we did the best we could with the time we had available.
The delay did give us time to have a chat with Wycliffe, and meet his family. Once people began to roll on in, I took advantage of the huge blackboard and gave a brief introductory overview of God’s Soul, the Human Soul, incarnation, and the basic structure of the universe. Here’s a snippet of the rap up.
Unlike mogonga and webuye, where the kids usually joined us, here the kidlets were having their own little church meeting outside. Kerry managed to capture the kids on camera without them being aware- check out the ‘Kids Amen’
All were disappointed that we could not stay longer, to share more with them. But we assured them that Pastor Wycliffe had all the material on HDD and media player. We suggested that the pastors might like to have regular get togethers, where they can watch and discuss and then each take those truths to their respective congregations. They were very excited about this, suggestion. Up until this point, Wycliffe admitted he hadn’t watched any from the hard drive. Godwin and Daniel were pretty keen to encourage him to make it available to them all, and with our visit, Wycliffe’s desire to learn more of the Truths also ignited. We met some amazing people, in this area of Kenya. And of course I had all their contact details, for possible assistance in the future- which kept in the back pack that was stolen. Perhaps it’s a good thing, allowing the Law of Desire, and pure demonstration of sincerity to sort this out.
The people of Webuye send their love and invitation for others to come and learn about God, with them in Kenya. They also asked that we pass on their thanks to all those that contributed and made it possible for us to visit and share with them. I second that. This has been an amazing opportunity- of which I am yet to fully realise.