I am a visitor here and therefore have limited perspective on the struggles of our host community. However lately I have been debating whether I could handle that understanding. I’ve come to see, I’ve come to be a witness and somehow encourage hope. Perhaps it is for the best that i seem to observe through a whole in the fence.
It’s continually confirmed to me the truths of Ephesians 6:12. If you are looking to see I’m finding it does not take long to discover burdens people carry- especially here. Mbita is a port city, a large peninsula really, and Lake Victoria sustains livelihood for the Luo people. We walk along the shore and pray for the fishermen and our up coming beach ministries and every so often help them pull their lines onto the sand. There is heaviness among them that I am struggling to carry. I was in Mexico with my sister just over a month ago and we took a boat to a near by island for a day of fun. They do a pretty good job ensuring everyone has a lot of fun so “drinks included!” There were many jokes made that day for anyone ordering a “sex on the beach.” My heart wells up when I remember the laughter on the boat and now I walk along the beach here where these men wrestle with the vile spirit of adultery, sexual immorality and passions for impurity. The fishermen catch sight of the girls on their way home from school in hopes for a bit of fun, women sell themselves for fish- it is not funny, it is not a joke. I see the men look me over like a dog in heat and we pray for them with compassion because it is not these men that we fight but the spirits and the principalities in which they suffer.
I think about home and how we deal with these same things-everyday it is important to be suited wit the armor of God (Ephesians 6). Satan would love for us to make light of and laugh about impure things but I know this only empowers that spirit. He’s love for it to continue to be a game.. I am not playing.
