This is my last night in Blantyre. People have been saying all week that the rains are overdue. Well, tonight they have come with a vengeance. It is absolutely bucketing down. And, as on my last night in Mbeya, the power is out and I am sitting here in semi darkness writing this and praying that the power comes on in time for me to pack my bags before going to bed. I’m also hoping that this isn’t setting a pattern for the rest of the trip. This time I don’t even have a candle, just rapidly fading day light and the light from the computer. As I write, the lights have flicked on for a couple of seconds a few times, but straight off again. I’m not sure if that is a good sign or a bad one. At least the rain has dropped the temperature a couple of degrees.
The conference here in Blantyre has been great. I love ministering to pastors and leaders, and the response has been wonderful. On Sunday night I prayed for everyone in the congregation, and this morning I had one testimony, a lady who had a problem with her leg for some years who was healed when I prayed. Praise the Lord! I don’t often get feedback, but I love it when I do hear what the Lord has done.
This morning I shared my testimony, and several people came up afterwards and said that they found that encouraging for their own walk. This is me speaking this morning.
When I finished speaking, I felt the Lord saying to ask the pastors to pray for me, and was honoured to have these beautiful men and women of God pray blessing, anointing and protection over me and the ministry. Here I am with some of the pastors and leaders outside the church.
Tomorrow is another early start – we have to be away by 6.30 to be at the airport by 7 for the flight to Zimbabwe (thankfully no horrible long bus trip this time.)