This is Part 5 of Mike's report on our recent trip to Burundi. He's a senior at Phoenix Christian High School, pushing uphill for the next three weeks of school!!
Every morning we had a team meeting during breakfast. My dad led devotions and we spent time praying for our day. Then we were ready for evangelism. E3 partners ministry developed the Evangecube as a tool to help people share the Gospel in any language. Since it’s all pictures, each person can share the Gospel in their own words using the pictures as a guide to the salvation message. Since it’s so colorful, it catches people’s attention and keeps them interested in what we are saying because they want to see the next picture. My mom had some people accuse her of doing magic with the cube because the picture kept changing on them. These people had never seen anything like it before. We used the Evangecube every single day to share the message of salvation through Jesus Christ.
My dad always budgets enough money to be able to leave some
discipleship tools with each brand new church. This time we gave each church a
Proclaimer. This is like a giant radio/mp3 player which plays the entire New
Testament in Kirundi. It is solar-powered and even has a hand-crank to power it
up on rainy days. We had a difficult time purchasing Bibles in Kirundi to leave
behind. We had enough funds to purchase 400 Bibles to divide among the
churches. The Bible Society would only sell us 48 copies. My dad said the
shelves were lined with Bibles. It is always difficult to get them to sell the
Bibles. It’s like they hoard them for some reason. On our next trip we are
going to try some different ways to get Bibles into
Every day we had unavoidable delays before we finally were able to start sharing the Gospel. It’s like satan didn’t want us to leave the hotel and do the job we had come to do. One morning, we had to stop at the gas station on the way to our church sites. This was an interesting experience. The gas pumps were hand-cranked pumps. It took quite a while to put fuel in each van. I felt like it was super-hazardous. Each pump had about 4 attendants milling around with nothing to do. The fuel was diesel. There was a lesser grade called gas-oil. My dad said it probably would ruin most cars in a very short time.