“When the day of Pentecost arrived, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a sound like a mighty rushing wind, and it filled the entire house where they were sitting. And divided tongues of fire appeared to them and rested on each one of them. And they were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit gave them utterance.” As we allow the Holy Ghost to enter our lives, it gives us value. Not by their own strength were the disciples able to speak and allow others to hear it in their own language, but by the power of the Holy Spirit they could do the work of God.
Today we were blessed with the opportunity to attend worship here in Lusaka. After reading about the Pentecost in Acts 2, we were spoken to this morning about the Holy Ghost and His power in our lives. As we entered the church we immediately could feel the joy in the room. The enthusiasm of the worship was contagious while the choir stood in the front of church dancing and singing. If you have not done it before, I encourage you to pray in the same way the people of Zambia pray. It is a roar of praises and prayers lifted by each individual spoken simultaneously to the LORD. In our group discussions, we later came to realize that Americans are the ones who have been missing out on this communal practice. Worshiping cross-culturally was a wonderful experience. The preacher explained it well. “God was baking a cake,” he continued to tell a story of God putting a cake in the oven. One batch he took out a little too early and the next he left in a little too long. “We all have the same ingredients. One batch, taken out early, remained white; the other batch, left in longer, darkened!”
After church we traveled to the Arcade Mall, which also held a weekly outdoor market. Our Zambian host informed us that as soon as the vendors see tourists, prices are knocked-up two to three times what they would normally be. Although we knew better and would barter down, this didn’t stop anyone from surrounding us and shoving their items into our hands.
Following the market we returned to the House of Moses to continue our Sabbath rest; some enjoyed joining the Zambian mamas in the orphanage showing the babies much needed love, some took the time to explore the neighborhood while getting exercise, and others took the opportunity to simply rest. The evening concluded with a fairly intense large group preparation for the demanding week to come. By the time you are preparing to go to bed (maybe some already sound asleep), we will be waking up getting ready to visit our new school placements (11:30 p.m. in America, 5:30 a.m. in Zambia). Family and friends, with all this excitement and busyness, please remember how loved and missed you are. As we know that many prayers are being sent here; know that we are keeping you in our prayers as well. Romans 15:13, “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.”
Post written by Lauren, or Phiri, my new Zambian name 🙂