Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword? As it is written: ‘For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.’ No, IN ALL THESE THINGS WE ARE MORE THAN CONQUERORS THROUGH HIM WHO LOVED US. For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, NOR ANYTHING ELSE IN ALL CREATION, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
In the last month, the nation of Mozambique has been through more tribulations than it has been through combined since the end of the 20-year civil war in 1992. First, the Zambezi River flooded, displacing tens of thousands of people from their homes, destroying their crops and leaving them living with next to nothing in make-shift refugee camps, not knowing what their future was going to hold. This was immediately followed by a cyclone to the south which further devastated the nation, killing dozens, and leaving thousands more homeless. Then, as if this wasn’t enough, a short time ago in the capital city of Maputo, an old weapons depot blew up, sending pieces of missiles, shrapnel and shells across the whole city, killing over one hundred, and leaving hundreds more in hospital- many without limbs, or with severe injuries. The following was written by our ministry director, Heidi Baker, in her most recent update:
In the last few days I have learned more then I ever imagined about the cup of suffering and joy. Our nation Mozambique has been hammered with floods, cyclones and monster waves. Pemba, Cabo Delgado, was hit with cholera. Finally a few kilometers from our Zimpeto children’s center in Maputo, a large ammunitions dump blew up, spraying mines, missiles and shrapnel for thirty kilometers around. Hundreds of people were killed. Houses were leveled leaving the victims crushed beneath the rubble. I have never seen such suffering as I have seen in the last thirty days. As I stood in the ruins of a house leveled by a missile and held a weeping women in my arms, I drank of His cup of suffering. As I embraced Marcelina, 14, Edwardo, 15, and Carvalho, 12, orphaned by the blasts, I drank His cup of suffering. After driving all day through the mud and potholes of Zambezia to minister and deliver food to a distant village devastated by floods, I rocked a tiny, starving baby in my arms and tried to find milk to no avail, and I drank the cup of His suffering. After arriving in Caia, a town with a refugee camp on the flooded Zambezi River, I spoke to the director of a large non-governmental organization as he was evacuating his workers and helicopters because he could not get past all the corruption and red tape. I drank of the cup of suffering knowing those very helicopters could have fed many precious people stranded in the flood zones starving for weeks. I opened my eyes wider still to see and drink the cup of suffering.
Right now is truly a ‘kairos‘ time for the nation of Mozambique. It is a time of much tribulation, suffering, weeping and repentance. Yet, it is also a time of great breakthrough, with salvations, healings and restoration coming in increasing measures, as a nation is moved to its knees. The devil is a defeated foe, yet he is still used as an ax within God’s hand (Isaiah 10:15), and may not harm beyond what God allows, for his own special purposes. As a matter of fact, God often likes to take the devil’s worst, and turn it around to display the splendor of His glory.
The response of the body of Christ in prayer, as well as financially and even physically to come and help with the flood relief has been tremendous, yet I remind you once again that the battle is not yet over. I ask for you to join with us now in intense intercession for the nation of Mozambique. IT IS NOW TIME to see the fulfillment of God’s prophetic destiny over this nation. I ask you to pray daily for all of our thousands of Mozambican bush pastors, leaders, and staff who are tirelessly going out each day amidst the rubble of the devastation, and turning it in to a garden of beauty (Isaiah 51:3).
Strengthen the feeble hands, steady the knees that give way; say to those with fearful hearts,”Be strong, do not fear; your God will come, he will come with vengeance; WITH DIVINE RETRIBUTION, HE WILL COME TO SAVE YOU.” Then will the eyes of the blind be opened and the ears of the deaf unstopped. Then will the lame leap like a deer, and the mute tongue shout for joy. Water will gush forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert. The burning sand will become a pool, the thirsty ground bubbling springs. In the haunts where jackals once lay, grass and reeds and papyrus will grow. Isaiah 35:3-7
Even though we have sent teams out to the furthest corners of the nation already, there is still so much work to do. The harvest truly is plentiful, but the workers are few. Everywhere that our teams go, they are reporting of seeing many miracles, signs and wonders, as well as churches planted faster than we are able to keep up with. Please pray that the Lord empowers us by His Spirit to teach them the Word of God, and disciple them… They are literally in refugee camps, and have nowhere to go, just like the Israelites in the wilderness with Moses.
Commissioned to go:
Personally, I have just arrived back from a very refreshing three and half week trip to England, where I was able to visit some of my closest friends, as well as to serve on the ministry team with Rolland and Heidi on their speaking tour. It was an incredible time, but I couldn’t wait to get back home to Mozambique, to see what I could do to help. I talked with Heidi, and she blessed me to go to Morumbala, on the north side of the Zambezia, along with a couple of other missionaries, to switch places with our last team that has been there for the last two weeks, after taking over for the previous team. (The work there is so exhausting that it is difficult to stay for more than two weeks at a time!)
I will be flying out early tomorrow morning, Sunday April 8th, in Rolland’s little Cessna plane, to the site, where I will spend a few days with the current team, and figure out what to do from there onwards. There are at least three other Iris teams, working on both sides of the Zambezia, and even all the way up to Malawi, but my understanding is that the team I will be working with is currently feeding over 14 refugee camps. I will be using my Portuguese skills to help translate for our visiting teams, as well as to be able to communicate with our local pastors on the ground, in the flood zones.
I am believing God to go before us, with his cloud by day and fire by night. I am believing that he is going to saturate us with his heart, his nature and his holy fire, until we become his hands, his feet and his very body to the lost, broken and dying in the Zambezia province of Mozambique. Please pray as you feel led by the Lord… I love you all, and look forward to seeing and reporting to you of all of the wonders that our Great God is going to do in our very midst, as we lay down our lives for him.
Much love in Christ,