Divine appointments

11 days that will transform you life
A pilgrimage on dusty roads  through spectacular landscapes. The sun paints artistic shades on sandstone mountainsides. The wind carries a strange freshness in the air. The Maluti mountains boast their splendour. The African soil under your feet reminds of a journey deep within.
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A wide spectrum of people – from the very poor to the very rich offered me a bed for a night to stay and oh, how I was humbled and stretched by the conversations and times of praying together.

On one occasion I met a man collecting empty cans at a train station. I felt the Lord told me to be a friend to him for the afternoon.

Even though the man in his seventies was destitute, he offered me a sleeping place in a tin shack at his home. When we parted the next morning, he told me, that I was the second person ever to come into his home whom he trusted.

He then told me about his life-long feelings of unforgiveness towards his mother. He let me pray with him about it.

In another home, we waited till long after midnight for news after a national disaster where a group of 6 children and their teacher drowned. It was a relative of someone in that house. At 3 in the morning the dreaded call came to confirm that her cousin died too.

I was there to pass the box of tissues. What a long and lonely night that was … and so sad.

At another home, it was awesome to see God answer my prayer after a woman offered me the last food from her cupboard, for dinner. As I lay in bed that night, I didn’t know what to ask God for – so I just asked Him to bless her. The next morning her brother phoned to say they had great success fishing the previous night. He added that her portion was already on the truck on the way to her house.

In another area they experienced their first drought in decades. Together with 40 SMS linked prayer partners we prayed for rain as I walked through that area. After half hour I got a text message from a prayer partner who had her children praying too. She said it was pouring down.

The next day as I walked into town, the newspaper headlines stated: WET WET WET!

Then there was the day where I felt God giving me a choice between a short flat section (10km) or the long way, over and around a mountain (30km).

I was adventurous and chose the long way. On that day God healed my fear of heights … just because He loves me and because He knew I would be on the edge of a cliff 37 days later, looking out over and actually enjoying the breathtaking views going through Arthur’s Pass. As I walked on that long stretch that day God took me, in my mind, to the very traumatic moment where my fear of heights started. I got a deep understanding of exactly how it happened and I had to forgive certain people that day. When I came to the end of that day, I realised the fear of heights was gone.

I even tested it on some rock-cliffs along the road! Every time I think of this incident I feel there are many people who will be set free from some fears as I testify about this.

I sought the LORD, and he heard me, and delivered me from all my fears. (Ps 34:4, KJV)

One morning I walked past a house and I saw an old man sitting in the back yard.

I felt the Lord prompting me to go in and to speak with him. I walked on and wanted to reason in my mind whether it was just my own thoughts or maybe really God speaking to me. Deep in my heart I just knew that I knew it was God.

After a long time I turned around and went back.

I walked right in through the open gate and a 93 year old man welcomed me. He started telling me how he was just feeling so hopeless. After being married for all his life, his wife died 3 weeks earlier. I realised God brought me 13000km, halfway around the world, to stop and offer encouragement and comfort and to pray with him. And I almost missed the opportunity.

I thank God that when I left the old man was looking bright-eyed and had new hope.

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