Sololo (Part 2)

Screen is up!  Just waiting for dark to
show the film.

On one occasion we had arrived at the village early and set up for the Jesus movie was done well before dark.  As people were sitting around, the village sheikh tried to chase the people away. The people said to the sheihk that it was his responsibility to tell the story of Jesus and he wasn’t doing that, so they were going to watch the movie! They ended up chasing the sheikh away from the performance.


After the movie was finished we were headed home on the rough, bush road when some bandits attacked. I saw a man coming out of the bush on the left side of the road with an automatic rifle and yelled to Getch, who was driving, “GO GO GO!” He saw them on the right side of the vehicle too, and they were poised with guns ready to fire. Getch prayed loudly, ‘Jesus numb their arms! Jesus numb their arms! Jesus numb their arms!’ The bandits did not fire their rifles that were aimed at us. Praise God. He is good and He protected us from harm.

On one occasion the lead missionary in a small village climbed to the top of a mountain so he could get cell signal and called us. He said that they had had no water for about a week. The young women that were with them could not bath and were not happy. (Note: Many wives and single women went with the evangelists into the bush to cook and wash for the teams.  Some of the women also did evangelistic outreach to the women in the villages they visited.) 

The two ladies we "rescued" and a
pastor with the group.

We went to the dam where everybody and their animals go to get water and took about 140 liters.  Some was for the young ladies to bathe with, and the rest for the young men to drink as they still had 2 ½ weeks to finish with the outreach. The place where everyone gets the water is not clean, meaning that it is quite dirty with animal waste and dirt and who knows what else. That is what they live with, though.  The ladies said that they would not bathe until they had cooked for us since they had water now. So we ate rice and beans that night before the movie was shown.

No, this isn't our truck.  It is a
common mode of transport for
many Kenyans, though.  They
ride on top of the truck.

As we were going through the bush we gave people rides to those who were asking. Most people charge a bit of cash for this service, but we just had fun talking to the people we met. On one occasion we picked up a bush man. He was not dressed well. We just talked and gave him a ride about 10 kilometers and dropped him in the middle of nowhere. That turned out to be a strategic connection!  More on that later. 

Throughout our journeys we had several tire punctures. One happened when we were in the village of Sololo. Someone walking by put a knife in the side of the tire. We had it repaired and went on but we were always repairing the tire here and there. Keep in mind, word of our outreach and the harvest it was producing for the kingdom was making waves in these Mus*m communities.