A New Form of Worship

The campus opened about two weeks ago. However, yesterday was the first day that I set foot on campus. The reason that there was such a long wait was because the protesting got worse once the campus opened. During that stretch my team and I found things to do around the city. We visited two orphanages and met with students from one of the local churches. We took two days to go to a little village on the Ghana and Togo border, tucked in the middle of a beautiful jungle. Other than that, there as been a lot of sitting around and waiting. Yesterday, on a whim, a couple of the leaders on my team went to ask the guards at the university if we could go on campus and if it was safe. They said yes, surprisingly, so we went.

Let me rewind a little to the night before. I couldn't sleep very well and stayed up praying. I felt very broken, helpless, and frustrated. Frustrated because I came all the way to Togo and hadn't done much. Helpless because, as hard as I tried, I couldn't accomplish what I felt I needed to. Broken because of the enormity of the God that I was presenting myself to. I desired so much for God to allow me to walk onto campus and spread his gospel. I remember begging God to allow me to serve him in this way. That night wasn't very different from the past two weeks. For these past two weeks this desire has been building up inside of me. It built up to the point that it was no longer something that I desired to do, but I began to see it as a form of worship that I desired to give to God. I begged God to allow me to worship him in this way. When we finally were allowed on campus my heart was full of so much joy at being able to share the gospel. It was the first time in my life that I experienced so much joy while evangelizing.

My prayer request remains the same, please pray for God to continue to provide safety for my team and I. Even today, a lot of the time that we spent on campus was time spent moving away from protestors and waiting for the military to pass. Even through this time of unrest, we've been able to share the gospel with non believers and have meaningful conversations with students about spiritual things. The hardest thing for myself and others on my team has been talking with Muslims. It's something that most of us have not done in the past. My prayer is that God would equip me with the knowledge to communicate the gospel effectively with these people.