Khorixas is a small town (around 6000 inhabitants if statistics are still up to date) in Namibia… you would probably call it a poor town. What others might think is the poor area of town is just a regular site you meet when entering here.
When my pastor, Jaco van Rooyen, from Shofar Christian Church, asked me if I wanted to go on this Outreach (30 April to 1 May 2012) I felt very privileged.
So we went… on a gravel road from Swakopmund (a town at the coast) to Khorixas. A 260km drive taking you from the cool coast, to the arid and very hot inland…over poor gravel roads … a good 3-4 hour drive. We saw the landscape change from coastal desert to dry, bush land (with occasional Mopane tree occurances). We stayed overnight at a campsite near Twyfelfontein and only went into town the next morning.
In Khorixas we met with Gisela, a Damara lady that lives there and is part of Shofar Christian Church in Swakopmund, when she finds a chance to visit. At her house were gathered a group of adults and children, waiting for us to hold a service.
Here we are entering Gisela’s place.
We worshiped and sang not only to wait on God and tune our hearts to hear from God… but also to attract more people. Because worship (music in general you can say) attracts people of all nations easily.
Then I preached on the ‘prodigal son’, relating the story to the poverty and apparent situations of the people of that area. Gisela translated what I said to Damara (the local language there – with many click-sounds) and by that made every word understandable. I was very thankful for that…for I am not fluent enough to teach or preach in Afrikaans (another language that most understand).
Children listening to the sermon.
Afterwards we sang some more… anointed the children and speaking live and hope over them and into their lives.
We prayed for the sick and the broken hearted.
Then we left again… with a promise to return another day.
On our way further, we visited an orphanage in Khorixas we hadn’t made contact to prior to the time.
Greeting the Leader of the Orphanage and we exchanged contact details.
On our way out of Khorixas back to our camp site we get stopped by a young boy. Whilst most others came to get sweets, this perhaps 10 year old child came because “I hear you offer prayer? You need to pray for me so that God will heal my eyesight and that I can see properly again.”
I have not seen such faith for a long time!
We then returned to our camp site. In awe of what God had done… in awe of how WE had been blessed by reaching out… and with a new perspective that would change our lives.
For sure we will return to Khorixas… for the fields are white with harvest.
Let us unite in prayer… to reach the lost… for those we reached to bear fruit… for the Gospel to reach even more with the live and truth that is found in Jesus. For lives to be changed… and for grace…to BE the change.