Sunday, April 18, 2010

Your Darkness overwhelms me Baby girl

Sometimes I am overwhelmed by her darkness. She lays on top of me and covers me with her dark filth until I am smothered by her darkness and I cannot see the light. Her herself is beautiful, eyes ach at her sight because of her lovely appearance, smooth black skin and a smile that pierces the heart and captures the eyes to want forever.

But her filth is too much! You are dark in filth, your filth covers my sight of light, and then I cannot see. I am stuck in your darkness so long to where my eyes adjust to the dark.

My dear women, you cut your self and kill your kids and paint their blood on your body, then you lay their blood in my hands!

I have seen your blood spilled out and your kid’s dead bodies. I have smelled their blood for far too long and I am sick to the smell. I grow sick and open to the enemies attack.

But we continue on in the name of Jesus Christ. He will wash your filth away! He will cleans your darkness in the light! I am His slave in His shackles bowing down to do as He please to use me to fight off your dark filth women! But to my weakness your darkness blinds me and the enemy attacks me from behind. 

The voices of the enemy creep up my back like a snake to a tree, sliding, and twisting up my spine to whisper into the back of my mine and ears.

I ask God to take the snake out of my spine but I realize I must be broken by God into pieces and rebuilt to resist this new kind of evil to my knowledge. I have never been attacked like this before, But God taught me how to resist and rely on Him.

 

So now even covered in your darkness sweetie, I turn to My Father and see His light, and only then I can see.

 

O how I lament for you Sudan. You open yourself to this filthiness woman. You lay down on your side and your left hand cuts the right side of your body and blood spills out! Then your right hand cuts only the right side of your body as well and even more blood spills out! You bath in your own blood. O dear God please help her O dear God Please.

 

Things our moving here in Akot, and God controls the pieces. There is an Idol temple in the back of Mayom village that Andrew and the others have been trying to talk to the family and have it burnt down. Please pray on that! Also there is a man chain to the tree there as well named Daniel.

Daniel is an educated man who can read Dinka, so Andrew gave him a Bible in Dinka. He said that he believes in Christ and that He died for his sins.

But we still don’t know how he got there chain to a tree. People say he is crazy and tries to kill people and burn down houses. But he was a leader in a church.

 

So Please Pray for Daniel and whatever is keeping him at that tree, sickness or evil spirit, That God release him from bondage and bless him in his beast way possible for Daniel.

 

Please Pray that God’s will be done in Akot and that we agree on it.

Please Pray that satin’s angels and his army our weaken and cast out from their strong hold on Akot, that they stay from us and God protects us from their doings of any kind! Pray these things in Jesus name…Thank you.

Jermaine

 

 

Are we doing something right?

Do you smile upon our work here? I ask.

Are we doing something right here? I ask God again.

                                                            Drive!

Go go, go, go! Watch the stump, watch the pothole, go down to third now, watch the dip in the road, and try to stay in fourth around the corner, go man go! God You not bout to let this girl die on my watch! Go faster! Go Jermaine, Go Jermaine, I think to myself…I look back her eyes go to the back of her head and her breathing is short, as she coughs to get more air, she can’t hold her head up! Come on Jermaine kick dirt! Get her to hospital before she die….I say to myself!

 

We all set out to go to Ma wang Ajith. A land that has not got the gospel yet, a new land of new souls to win for Christ!

By all, I mean Andrew, Peter Gilliland, three girls from fusion, and our pastor Abraham. We where all excited to go and so happy to reach an untouched land.

But Peter in the morning told us that he feels we just should not go to Ma wang Ajith. He felt that it is just what the Spirit was telling him. We said Ok we will take it into consideration, as he said that I really just felt well yeah he is right, I started to lose the reason for going there. But we continued

We stop in Paloc because we have to go through there to get to Ma wang Ajith. We were praying for these three women as they were sick. Then one of the girls grab me and say Jermaine  Kaley got stung by a bee. I said “ Ok she O right?” well it turns out she is allergic! I say “well do she have a epee pen?” They say no. So I take a look at here and this girl is breathing in short breaths, and bobbin her head back and forth, talking about, “O I’m Ok guys lets go.” Naw homie this girl trippin! She does not look good at all and we are an hour away from the hospital! So I say lets go! We jump in the car and bounced!

 

Man as we go, this girl is coughing and passing in and out! I’m like naw God Lord I ask that she be healed right now and crush the devils angels of darkness that cause this!

Man I am flying in this bush like crazy! Flying around the curves, jumping on dips in the

 ground! I keep looking in review mirror to see how she doing. She connects eyes with me but only to pass in and out at that time. But I stay calm, cause I got Faith in my Father, my eyes became sharp, and I knew His angels guided me through the bush with God’s speed! But Kaley looks so bad as I look back, but I stayed calm, cause she was not about to go no where! It was real bad, she started throwing up! But my Lord flew the car, God had my foot sleeping on the gas, no brake pads, and no such thing is last!

 

God’s speed, we mad it in forty minutes to the hospital and the Dr. was right there to take her in. Man God is so good! They fixed her up and everything was cool. She was healthy and back to regular. Thank you Jesus!

Later that day Peter said that he feels this was a spiritual attack. I agree.

He said that we might need to take care of what is here in Akot first then going to other places. He also said I am glad that satin attack us like this because at least I know we are doing something right!

 

Please continue to pray for Paloc church.

Please pray for us as we discern God’s will for us here in Akot and hearing His Spirit.

Please pray for Kaley that she be healed and the enemy can’t harm her or touch her in the name of Jesus.

Thank you

Jermaine

 

Yes! We can use some Help!


TrT class came to an end with all of our students graduating, except one. Which is pretty awesome for out here and Andrew and I our very blessed by how God used this class and bright young men to serve Him.

 Like Moses I was unable to see the graduation but put at a job to meet another new segment of my allocation here in Southern Sudan to pick up a astute of a man called Peter Gilliland. 

Peter is staying here for three weeks to help encourage us in anyway and open doors to the high authorities like the Military, police and Chiefs of the area.

Less then five days in Akot Peter with his white beard, high military background as Ct., and born in Africa, we were able to meet the Ct. of the military, the chief of police, and the chiefs of Akot all in one day!

God really just came through and used Peter greatly to open new doors of ministry.  God moves so quick That I don’t even know what just happen, but I know it was from God!

Please pray that God continues to open the doors to minster to the military and police while Peter is here and far after he is gone.

It is very hard to get true ministry to the military, and using our pastors to do so, is very difficult due to language , the military speaks Arabic. Pray for this as well.

 

 

 

Can you see Cause I can't it's too dark

I drive through this bush, down the bumpy road as the land cruiser is filled with our silences my eyes our stuck to the view of the road, a view that is too familiar to my eyes, but this view is different and is painted and permanent in my mind and in my dreams. The view of the land cruiser through the wind shield and the tip hood of the car two bush branches with leaves blowing in the wind at each corner of the hood….O how I felt your unscrupulousness that day.

 

Andrew, Malual and I set out to Paloc for a training and encouragement day for this young church on fire for God. We had books and Bibles and training material and a full lesson to teach the young leaders. After a hour drive we reach Paloc.

We drive around the village to find the leader. We did not find him so we went to the church. As I go to get out of the car Malual are Dinka pastor says, “Yeah there are some people there, say a man has been shot.” So we agree to go and see what is the problem.

 

We drive up to and ECS Church building, where many people are gathered and they all stare at us as we get out of the car. A tall Dinka man walks up to us and greets us  Malual replies in Dinka, “What is the problem?” He then explains that a man has been shot and they think he is dead. Then the tall Dinka man looks down at me and says “you check”. I say “Ok”.

 

As I walk over in the crowed of tall Dinka cattle men, they all slowly move out of my way as I walk to the center. I reach the middle of the crowed met by a beautiful color scarf covering a Dinka man on his side. I knelt down beside him and flip the scarf over to see his face, which I see when I close my eyes. His eyes partially open I felt his neck for a pulse and got nothing. I felt mine as I felt his for comparison but nothing. He was dead.

They then asked us to take the body to Pacong. Pachong is just about to Rumbek an hour away. We agreed.

We put the body in the car and we went from missionary to hearse driver.

 

They put two bush branches full with leaves on each corner of the hood of our car like flags on a car in a funeral line. I asked” What is that for?” They said to let every one know you are caring the dead.

 

We reach the family….and women began to wail and bemoan, they slam their faces to the ground and rip their clothes off. They beat their face and hands to the ground, screaming in misery. I felt the darkness close in, I grew sick of this, his body was heavy and his tongue was grey, his blood was spilled.

 

This aint no joke out here.  People dying everyday! We got to do are job! These people are killing themselves over here. It is a Cain and Abel land filled with blood in their rivers and creeks!

Pray for them please, I took this as a reminder of what I need to do and what we need to do! This day I will not forget. Thank you my Father.

We have to abide in Him and work harder.

Jermaine