Pajule in a Nutshell

Our time in Pajule was split between door to door evangelism and teaching in schools and just visiting old friends. And trying to stay cool! Pajule is a lot warmer with a little less humidity than Jinja. In Pajule, unlike Jinja, sweat evaporates but the heat is draining you all day long. With no power or fans, there is no escape.

By afternoon on Wednesday, Kelli and Anne Rose had wilted and were in need of a shower. We had spent the morning and early afternoon going door to door in three groups. We were blessed to spend time sharing our faith in Jesus Christ with JB’s neighbors. The response was good and after a few hours in the heat the ladies were ready to cool off. JB doesn’t have a Mzungu shower (he has the African bathing basin where you have a jug of water and you pour it out and bathe in handfuls) so the ladies went to the guest house. Good thing too! Since the guest house had no water for the next two days.

We then spoke to the students of Pajule College. Anne Rose and I shared with the kids and then Kelli taught. God is so good that He made our separate, independent ideas and Scriptures come together as one. The kids were well mannered and happy to hear about Jesus and His sacrifice for them. It was AWESOME!

The next day was more door to door witnessing and then we walked to a trade school just 300 meters from JB’s house. Having been warned that it was a tough school we had a short time of prayer for the gospel to be well received and off we went with our spiritual guns loaded. I felt like a gunslinger in a western as we walked down the dusty road six men abreast with the womenfolk behind. The teachers came out of the office one by one and I fully expected them to line up opposite us and say. “Make your move, strangers.” Then, nothing happened!

They sat us under a tree and we waited. And waited. We had been told that these kids were the worst behaved youth in the district and would not be interested in hearing about Jesus. The joinery students were under these trees, the tailoring students were under those trees and the masonry kids were elsewhere building walls. JB & I decided to go see what the joinery students were doing. They stayed away from us in droves. Undaunted we kept asking questions and admiring their work until they started to crowd around us. We told them we came to share the gospel and would they come join us and they did! Mukisa gave his testimony, Opio shared from Genesis and I taught from Ecclesiastes. The Holy Spirit was convicting hearts and by the end many kids prayed for Jesus to enter into their lives and change them. The teachers said that this was the first time they could remember the Gospel being shared there. They were so excited that they asked JB to come every Thursday.

Imagine the impact it will have on the church and the community when these 300 “worst cases” truly follow Jesus . We are excited as Jesus opens His peoples hearts to Him.