Tsakani Na Mina

Tsakani na mina

Tsakani na Mina. Rejoice with me. Rejoice with me in what the Lord has done, and is still doing in Mozambique.

On the 27th of June we were very early in the morning on our way merry, long, winding and bumpy way to Mozambique. Some of us for the first time, and some of us for the umpteenth time - almost feeling like we are going home, even though the place is in the middle of nowhere. A bunch of folks from different backgrounds, and churches come together to serve the same Heavenly Father, and in essence have become family. We were blessed to be able to share God's good news with others, and to see that the Lord is doing a work in the people's lives. Some have heard the gospel many times before and others for the first time. Being faithful in going to the same place has its rewards in that you can see in a small way the work that the Lord is doing. 

Yes there are still many people that think being saved means that they are saved from a small trouble now, or an illness or whatever, and don't yet get that we are talking about saved from eternal damnation and a relationship with Jesus Christ. We need to continue praying for these persons. And then there are others that have truely come to saving faith in Christ Jesus! And about them and with them we rejoice. We rejoice that we will see them in heaven with us, dancing and singing praise to our God of grace, we rejoice in that our work in the Lord is not in vain, and He allows us to see some of the fruit of the work we are doing.

We, as a team had communion together before we left to Moz. 5am is probably the earliest time we had communion ever, but there is no time frame as to when you may have it. The Lord blessed it and blessed our union in that too. It really struck me a lot. Christ came to gave His life, so that we may have life in Him, and have us communion as a symbol of his death and resurrection. In that we have unity, as he came to die for all of us. And yet because of that He told us to go to the ends of the earth, all the forgotten corners of the earth to tell people that He has paid the price. We can find forgiveness in Him, and enjoy an eternity of fellowship with Him. It is such a holy and blessed moment. It was something that I really pondered about much. Communion poem

And here we are having communion on the last day on our way out. 

 I was involved in the woman's ministry and hut-to hut (or river) visitations. On the Thursday morning on our river visitation time, we first met with a couple of ladies busy with laundry and sat with them a long time sharing the gospel. 3 different people in our group shared with them the same message from different view points. It was as if we were talking to a wall. We then decided to simply pray with them and to leave and go find someone else to talk with. Then we walked a long distance through the river sand and the shallow dry (very dry!) Limpopo river, and eventually came upon a mom and daughter also busy with laundry. We sat with them for a long time, sharing the gospel, which they accepted. After we prayed with them, Derrick Chauke (our translator) said, when we prayed, the daughter covered her face with her hands, and on Amen she opened her face and it looked different, she was smiling like never before. He could see the change in her eyes. The mom then said that we were God-send. We directed them to go to Mfundizi (pastor) Pedros' church so that they will have somewhere to go to where they can grow in the Lord. It was really God directed our path to them.   

At the men's ministry there were also persons that came to know the Lord, and on Friday we were blessed to see 3 men getting baptized on their confession of faith in that Jesus is the only true Saviour and King.

Men's ministry

Some of the young men that had more questions and were discussing this. Some of them got saved, and were baptized on the friday. Dzunisa Hosi! Praise God. 

 Women's ministry. 

In my part of the woman's ministry I taught on the monday and friday. Through the years of going there we could all sense the thirst they have for God's word and learning, and this year we could sense that there is a breakthrough. It was as if they suddenly understand and accept it. All our seeds planted, watered, prayed over etc have, some at least, started to do something. On the monday, I shared my testimony, and did a short review of the lessons we have done thus far, and the lesson was on the Israelites crossing the Red Sea. Aunty Marj and Paloma also shared their testimonies on the days they did lessons, and we also asked the ladies if any of them wants to share testimonies with us. There were 2 that shared their testimonies on the monday, and we are grateful and rejoice with them. The lesson I did on friday was on the tabernacle. I explained that it was only temporary for the Israelites and that the sacrifices were only pointing towards the fact that we need something for the forgiveness of sins, but it is not something we can do. At the end of the lesson, I put the question to them, "Why don't we still offer goats and bulls etc for the forgiveness of our sins?" In a brief moment of silence my heart almost sank to the ground, but great was our rejoicing when they answered that "Jesus Christ has paid the full sacrifice for our sins, we don't need to sacrifice goats anymore!" I then shared with them Hebrews 9: 11-14 & Hebrews 10:11-12. 

Heb 9:11-14 ESV  But when Christ appeared as a high priest of the good things that have come, then through the greater and more perfect tent (not made with hands, that is, not of this creation)  he entered once for all into the holy places, not by means of the blood of goats and calves but by means of his own blood, thus securing an eternal redemption.  For if the blood of goats and bulls, and the sprinkling of defiled persons with the ashes of a heifer, sanctify for the purification of the flesh,  how much more will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself without blemish to God, purify our conscience from dead works to serve the living God.

Heb 10:11-12 ESV  And every priest stands daily at his service, offering repeatedly the same sacrifices, which can never take away sins.  But when Christ had offered for all time a single sacrifice for sins, 

he sat down at the right hand of God,

He sat down, the work is finished. Hallelujah!!!


Please continue to keep these precious souls in your prayers, especially those that have confessed their faith in Christ as they will be shunned away by the community when they no longer participate in ancestor rituals and whatever else not. May their faith be kept strong, and they finish the race triumphantly. 

As the fish-eagles were singing so loudly and joyously, the angels in heaven sang louder still. 

Soli deo Gloria

Riana Odendaal

July 2015 Mozambique

Psalm 133:1 ESV  Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity!

Psalm 113:3-5 ESV  From the rising of the sun to its setting, the name of the LORD is to be praised!  (4)  The LORD is high above all nations, and his glory above the heavens!  (5)  Who is like the LORD our God, who is seated on high,

Holy, Compassionate, Loving God

A holy God

filled with deep compassion and love

came down to earth to dwell among men

the Highest became the lowest of the low

rejected, beaten, despised, crucified

the cruelest death imagined by wicked men

He died to pay the sacrifice for wicked sinners

that He loves so deeply

Risen from the dead

Hope, we have now. 

Hope that will never disappoint.

Not in this life or the one hereafter

A command He gave 

to go into all the corners of the world

and share this good news

Redemption and forgiveness

A new friend we now have

One that will never leave nor forsake us

not in this life or the one hereafter

Across the globe, in all the small forgotten corners of the world

a brother or sister we will find

if we have the same Father above

A symbol He gave us to remind us of his sweet death

bread and wine

we now take to remember we are one

One in Christ

Riana Odendaal

Mozambique

July 2015

Drought

All around us we see needs
No rain, no crops, no food
dry ground
and our hearts break
we pray for rain
and more than that Lord
We see the drought in their lives
Putting their trust in vain things
worshiping the dead and shunning the Living One
We pray Lord
that You would open their eyes
and touch their hearts
May You fill them with streams of Your Living Water
Before it's too late
and they live in drought and flames. forever.


Riana Odendaal
Mozambique - July 2015