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It is morning and having a burden for lost souls, I leave home to witness Jesus. Walking and not driving, in my opinion, is the best way of reaching lost souls and my starting  point is  the sand heaps of Mlolongo where many souls are lost and need the word of God. In this area immoral acts, drunkness, bhang smoking, khat chewing and connections to evil forces through witchdoctors are the order of the day. Revival is needed here and I am always praying that our God  brings revival to this area and also to the sin city of Mlolongo.

A group of more than ten sand workers is going with their own business.  Some standing with others lying or sitting down either talking or smoking cigarettes. Among them  and holding a spade is the young man who was in pain  and got  delivered yesterday. He comes forward and with good news that he is able to work without any major problems. However, there is a bit of pain in his shoulder but that does not prevent him from working. He is beaming from ear to ear and one can tell that he is almost well and delivered.

Some sand workers are now attentive and ready to listen to what I have to offer to them. I dwell on sins like the taking of alcohol, fornication and adultery while reiterating that they must repent of their sins and receive Christ or they will go to hell. The majority are keen on my witnessing while others do not care at all. Some are fiddling with their phones while others lie down and actually sleeping.

At the end of it, no souls are saved. I finish with prayers and leave there is hoping that God is going send revival to this area. Amen

Pius  mutungi25@yahoo.com

 

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It is 11:30 a.m. on Tuesday. A bizarre thing happens.

I receive a message through my mobile from my biological sister who is also born-again that she has sent me some money through MPESA (a way of transmitting money through cell phones). On calling to thank her for the money, I am surprised to learn she had not sent me any money. I scroll through the messages in my phone but the message is nowhere to be seen. Later on, I discover that I have a bill to pay for the same amount as the one in the message that disappeared. My sister just laughs when l call her for the second time informing her I could not find the message. Over the Easter weekend, I had been hammering the enemy (preaching and witnessing) and I do not know if this “’ghost” message has anything to do with the spiritual war I had engaged the enemy in.

Brother Pius

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This entry is connected with the young man who had visited us on March 31st, 2012.This morning, there is a heavy traffic as I drive to the Nakumatt supermarket near Nyayo stadium, and therefore I decide to take a shortcut, not knowing that I would end up in the arms of the law. A traffic officer arrests me for violating a traffic law. He got into the passenger seat of my car and ordered me to drive to Nyayo police post which is about 30 meters from a small park I normally witness at. All my persuasions to let me go fall on deaf ears. The friends and relatives I call advise me to bribe the police officer but I decline.

At the post, I am made to surrender the keys to the car and instructed to go and look for a cash bond of five thousand Kenya shillings so that my keys could be released and then appear in court the following morning. Meanwhile, I get a desperate call from the young man mentioned above and who is lying down outside a neighbor’s house telling me he is very sick and needs me. I am caught between a rock and a hard place. I promise I would come to see him when I was finished with what I was doing. I believe the Lord used a police officer who is a neighbor in our rural home to get my car released. I leave in a hurry hoping to find the young man in the same spot.

My neighbor informs me that the young man had lain on the same spot for hours as he waited for me. When he began to realize that I may not make it, he decided to leave, promising to come back later. My neighbor tells me that the young man’s right shoulder was painful and he shivered all the time that he was lying on the ground. I get into my car and go to look for him and finally locate him on the sand heaps. He sits among a group of fellow loaders and he looks sick. We leave together and drive to a secluded place when he opens up to me. He tells me that three men and two ladies who live next to him use witchcraft on him. I forgot to mention that this young man is born-again but at times he cannot resist temptations and he keeps on backsliding. Fear is written all over his face as he narrates the things he had heard from his oppressors. They cast a spell on him that his right shoulder would start rotting from the inside and lead to the loss of that limb, hence the pain he was going through.

He went on to tell me how he had recently sinned. He was sobbing like a baby with tears streaming down his face showing at he had been convicted of his sins. I lead him through the sinner’s prayer and he re-dedicates his life to Christ. We also pray together for his healing. His face is radiant as I take him back to his place. He had been set free. To the Lord be the glory.

Sometimes, there is a resistance from the enemy before a breakthrough.

forwarded from Pius Ngenzi, mutungi25@yahoo.com

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It around 11 a.m. and I start searching for souls off Mombasa Highway near the headquarters of The Standard newspaper, Kenya. There is a lot of noise from the passing traffic but witnessing has to continue.
I come across one guy sitting by him and start witnessing to him. For more than half an hour, I witness Jesus to him although he finally decides not to receive the gift of salvation. He does, however, promise to come to our church the following Sunday, but he did not show up.
As I walk towards Cabbanas, two guys , one a Muslim and the other one a Christian, catch up with me and tell me that they are on their to Mombasa town but had run out of money so they need assistance from me. They also inform me that they had passed by me earlier as I preached to the above soul .I give them what I have in my pocket and we part ways.
General Motors stage is my next stop where I witness to two young men who decide to be saved.
Pius Ngenzi, mutungi25@yahoo.com

 

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Six people received Christ on March 8th, but on this day my destination is Athi River, a smaller town than Mlolongo, which grows at a slow rate because of the large amount of witchcraft that is there. I have learned that there were some men who, in the past, made covenants with the enemy that no other businesses apart from theirs would prosper here. This is compounded by the fact that the areas surrounding the central business district may experience rain but not this part of the town where little or no rain is received. I believe the lack of rain and the slow pace of growth are a result of these people who took part in these covenants to turn unto other gods. There are strongholds that need to be removed and thus the need for revival in this area. I will continue crying to God to bring spiritual awakening not only to Athi River but also to the sin city of Mlolongo and the sand heaps of Mombasa Highway.

Witnessing starts at cobbler’s place of work where there are three souls including the cobbler himself. Under anointing, I witness with power and authority resulting in the winning of one soul. One of the remaining two does not receive Christ but thinks that I could preach to students at a local boarding school where he teaches English. He gives me the mobile number of his principal to call so that we can make arrangements for me to preach at their school. I thought it was supposed to be the other way round whereby the teacher would consult the principal and then invite me to preach at their school.

In total, I have preached to 11 souls. Two have received salvation.

Brother Pius

 

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Six people received Christ on March 8th, but on this day my destination is Athi River, a smaller town than Mlolongo, which grows at a slow rate because of the large amount of witchcraft that is there. I have learned that there were some men who, in the past, made covenants with the enemy that no other businesses apart from theirs would prosper here. This is compounded by the fact that the areas surrounding the central business district may experience rain but not this part of the town where little or no rain is received. I believe the lack of rain and the slow pace of growth are a result of these people who took part in these covenants to turn unto other gods. There are strongholds that need to be removed and thus the need for revival in this area. I will continue crying to God to bring spiritual awakening not only to Athi River but also to the sin city of Mlolongo and the sand heaps of Mombasa Highway.

Witnessing starts at cobbler’s place of work where there are three souls including the cobbler himself. Under anointing, I witness with power and authority resulting in the winning of one soul. One of the remaining two does not receive Christ but thinks that I could preach to students at a local boarding school where he teaches English. He gives me the mobile number of his principal to call so that we can make arrangements for me to preach at their school. I thought it was supposed to be the other way round whereby the teacher would consult the principal and then invite me to preach at their school.

In total, I have preached to 11 souls. Two have received salvation.

Brother Pius

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Every day starts with its challenges and on this day, many things are happening and it appears I may not have time to witness. I have many errands today which do not seem to end. By 4pm, I have almost given up on witnessing for this particular day but God’s ways are not our ways.

I believe the spirit of the Lord led me to the Cabbanas stage where several people sell “miraa”. ‘Khat’ is the medical term for “miraa”, and it is quite intoxicating and has strong effects. Users normally chew its leaves or twigs. One has to continue chewing to continue having a buzz which means that many working hours are wasted while chewing miraa .In the past, it was a drug used by people of Somali origin, but now it is used by many Kenyans. The vendors of this drug have to continue chewing some of their merchandise to prove to buyers that what they are selling gives a strong kick. The vendor is happy to see me as I have preached to him before.  He has often asked me to pray for him so that God would open another window of opportunity because he detests doing this business where he was forced to continuously chew miraa.

Unknown to me, God had other plans. We casually started talking and I finally found myself witnessing to him and others who were around. I preached on repentance and the importance of salvation. I could feel the anointing as I preached with power and authority and as I continued, from the corner of my eye, I could see a young man interested in what I was preaching. No one received Christ but those I had been preaching to asked me to pray for them so that they may get jobs. As soon as I finished praying, the young man who had been watching us a few steps away approached me and introduced himself as an evangelist and informed me that he just led one soul to receive Jesus. He wanted to reach a point where he could witness to more than one at a time. I encouraged him that sometimes it starts by preaching to just one person. He dipped into his pocket and gave me an offering. Later I was to give the same offering to two people who appeared needy.

What I continue to experience is that all one has to do is present themselves and the Lord will have  work for them. The harvest is a lot but the laborers are very few.

Praise the Lord, Brother Pius

 

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