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Wayfarer By Faith



Never would I imagine that I’d have the incredible opportunity to meet and work with about 100 young people between the ages of 14 and 17 through songwriting and music at a Christian highschool in Kenya! What an amazing blessing it was to be connected with Christine Kamau, who is the worship pastor at Life Reformation Church (LRC) in Nairobi, Kenya. Through a Kenyan pastor and friend in Melbourne, I was placed in contact with Christine and her husband Paul Kamau, who is the associate pastor at LRC. They are hosting me for a week in Nairobi, and on the 18th of February, I was so blessed to be able to visit the school that they work at – Northgate School (NGS) in Kantafu, a Christian and values-based institution that was founded by LRC.

It is a boarding highschool, and all the students live on the campus like brothers and sisters, and one big family along with the staff and teachers. I was given three classes to run whatever program I had in mind. I learnt that with the Kenyan curriculum, the kids between Form 1 and 2 are only taught basic music theory and history. They are allowed to pursue instrumental music at their own expense, but in the schools, there’s no current syllables for examinable music subjects like they do in Australia where you have Music Solo Performance, Music Chamber Group and Music Styles and Composition (of which I completed all three as part of my final selection when I was at the Victorian College of the Arts School). Several of the students shared with me how they felt presently limited due to the fact that the school does not have an instrumental music program as of yet, for those who want to learn solo instruments like piano or guitar. I really hope and pray that in the coming years they would be able to do something about this, as they have great plans to start a school band for chapel services and to record their own music too!
 





So anyhow, knowing that the kids usually just learnt music theory in class, I wanted to do something different and introduce something a bit more interactive. In each session, I took time to introduce myself, shared my story and a bit about my faith journey, and gave time for them to ask me questions. I took the opportunity to also ask them about why they thought music was important and powerful in their lives. I wanted to know what kind of a program they would love to have and the things they’d like to learn in a music class. I asked if anyone was passionate about songwriting, rapping, writing poetry, playing or singing in a band, recording music, and being involved in church choir. I asked them to share what inspires them to sing, write or play music. I soon realized that these guys and girls were an exceptional bunch of young people. They were all exceptionally passionate about their faith and very intrinsically motivated students. They knew they were in a school that upheld Biblical principles and values. They knew that they were here to develop their identity and character in Christ. They were eager to learn and quick to listen. They knew that God has a destiny and purpose for them, and they are now in the process of discovering it while they are at school. Truly, as Paul Kamau said in one of the leadership sessions for the school captains, it is a beautiful thing to be young and growing in maturity of character. And I saw this at work in these young people, through the godly teaching, guidance and leadership of the school’s directors, teachers and pastors.


I absolutely loved every moment talking and interacting with these teenagers. I still remember some of their names: Moses Evans, Mordecai, John Alex, Akadelly, Sheila, Lorraine, Elma, Precious, Stephen, Gideon, Belma, Allegiance (what a cool name hey!), Harmony, Ariana, James, Victor, Samuel, Idah and countless others. They gave some of the most heartfelt and thoughtful replies to my questions. It was so easy to bounce off them because we were very like-minded. When I asked them why they thought music was an important and influential gift in their lives, here are some of their thoughts:

‘Music is powerful because it is a form of creative expression where I can share with others how I feel and think.’

‘When I sing, it is an amazing thing because it comes from within, from my heart.’

‘Music can be used as a message to encourage and help others who are in difficult situations or dark places.’

‘Different kinds of music have power to make me think positive thoughts and feelings.’

‘Writing songs helps me to talk about what I’m going through or how I’m feeling.’

‘With music, I can worship God and connect with Him spiritually.’

‘Listening to music helps me to balance and regulate my thoughts and emotions.’

These young people were so articulate and eager to share, it was wonderful beyond belief! See, this is what I want to go everywhere I go, as someone who is also not much older than the average highschool kid: to share my story and tell them that despite the challenges of temporary limitations they face, they can still make a difference using creative expression and collaboration. They can be influential leaders of their time where they are with the message they bring and the destiny they are discovering in God. It makes my heart so full to see 14, 15, 16, 17 year olds with such an evident desire to do something purposeful with their lives and their God-endowed gifting. Truly, it is a beautiful and rare thing. I thank God for the chance to witness this at work even in a remote small town in Kenya.


In the classes, I got the groups to write choruses and compose songs together using experiences and Bible verses that have inspired them in their journey. Some of them never had a music class, much less an interactive music workshop like this in their entire schooling life, and they were so excited to ask me questions and share their songs, dreams and challenges with me. At dinnertime, one of the girls, Lorraine, came to me and shared that before coming to Northgate Highschool, she had never had a music class in her life. And up till my session with them today, she never knew that we could write worship and praise songs based on Bible verses, and she was challenged now to write her own too. I was so glad, and I felt pure joy welling up in me. This is why I am in Africa – at 21. This is why God planted this burden and desire in my heart to give my love for music and songwriting back to Him – so He can use me like this and pour out a new thing into the lives of other young people who have not had the opportunities I have had. This is why. And I felt it so deeply that I knew this is God answering the prayers I’ve prayed thus far – for vision, clarity of my mission, new inspiration, the ability to lead and teach others, confidence to speak to different kinds of people, the desire to reach orphans and widows and the youth of this generation.

It was amazing – what the students came up with in their groups of four, five and six. In 20 minutes, they composed songs and some really catchy choruses based on their favourite Scripture verses. One of my favourites was by a 17 year old guy named Moses Evans and his group of four – in between the song, he did a spoken word in Swahili about a friend of his who was an orphan and who found God in his teenage years. Another cool one was a group of four boys who wrote about the Psalmist David’s trust in God – the leader, who’s a brilliant drummer, got innovative and used his metal pencil box, a pen, pencil, and the wooden desk as a drum kit. Man, I was impressed – it really sounded so good! There were some really deep and meaningful lyrics that truly touched me when I reflected on how young some of them were. Indeed, just like I started writing my first worship song when I was 14 – you are never too young to sing about things that matter for eternity, because God himself says so!

All the time, I was moving around and helping the groups with musical ideas, melodies and harmonies while playing my ukulele! I really wish that they have a keyboard or piano, but at the moment there are no instruments at the school. After school, John Alex, one of the 16 year old boys, asked to speak with me. We had a good time jamming with a ukulele and guitar along with some of the other kids, and John had the chance to ask me some questions about how I pursued music. He really wants to go to a music institution after highschool and he desires to learn the piano or guitar while he is at NGS. Unfortunately at the moment, as the school has just moved to their new location in Kantafu, things are still developing and there are no instruments available on the campus. Another problem is also that the Kenyan system itself does not encourage or give opportunity for highschool students (in the final two years) to learn instrumental music at school. They are to focus only on the subjects that they are doing for national testing, and at present there are no music subjects at all. So these were some of the challenges that I learned about as I chatted with the students.


It is my hope, prayer and desire that God will begin to equip and enable me to develop myself and my skills in music and teaching in such a way that in the future, I would be able to work with a school, church or missions organization to start art programs that will help create opportunities for children and young people in places where such things are mere impossibilities. I believe with God all things are possible, and He certainly wants to see the youth of this generation rising up in dark and difficult places to be the salt and the light – and one of the most effective ways for this to happen is to use the powerful platform of music and the arts to influence current culture. I want to be a part of a mission to empower, inspire and train young people who are passionate about Jesus – so that they will grow to be worshipers, songwriters, musicians, artists, music teachers and music therapists that will influence their worlds for the glory of God and for His kingdom. 



Mindblown. Again.

Today was another eventful day spent at the Hatcliffe township. We were going to visit a few families and pray together with them. I went along with Pastor Sean and Mr. Lovemore, a Zimbabwean who is currently living in Hatcliffe, pioneering the new church with Sean and serving the community by teaching orphaned children as well as using his skills as a physiotherapist to help those in the village who are elderly, crippled, bedridden and disabled. Now I have quite a few stories to write about, and I hope these incredible individuals and their God-inspired tenacity will challenge you out of your comfort zone too – wherever you are.

There’s Noma, who is a beautiful, ever-smiling young lady who runs a preschool for children living in Hatcliffe. She charges a minimal school fee and makes sure that the children have a hot meal each day, too. She and her friend Ellen was kind enough to cook us a simple lunch of rice, curried potatoes and carrots, with a chunk of meat – which is most certainly a treat in such places. We were honored to pray for their work and their amazing hearts and burden for what God is most concerned about – the orphans and widows.

Sean led us along the muddy fields to a brick-dwelling where we met Mama Maibana (I hope I got the spelling right!), who is one of the few midwives in the area. With the support of ONE Church, she has finally been able to construct a brick home and another extra room with two rickety beds and thin mattresses for the young women she will be helping. This month alone, she has already helped to deliver fifteen healthy babies! What a feat, especially in such difficult circumstances. Maibana also has a daughter named Progress (legit, that’s her name!) who recently started a pre-school in a makeshift hut they have constructed out of wood planks. There were ABC’s and some coloured drawings posted inside. At the moment, she has 15 children under her care, and the room is really much to tiny for that number – but she has a vision, and we prayed that God would enable her mission to raise and disciple young children for His glory and purpose. And that progress would come through this amazing initiative.


After that, we walked through a sort of market lane. There was a sadza stand, a paraffin-fill-up kind of hut, a furniture hut, a barber stand, a tuck shop selling air-time and other miscellaneous stuff, a rack selling tomatoes, a piece of cloth with a few pairs of slippers and crocs displayed for sale, and some others. But it was a strange sight indeed. Even in Harare, you would never see such a set up. It all looked very unofficial (obviously) and the uneven mud-path just made it hard to walk without having to look carefully where you’re stepping foot! Anyhow, we arrived at the hut of a girl named Evon. She was only fourteen years old, but she sat in a wheelchair and greeted us with a wave and handshake. Other children – her brothers, I presume – ran around, eyeing us and saying ‘howar yuuuuu’ incessantly. Lovemore explained that Evon was actually first bedridden in 2011, after an operation that remove a cancerous brain tumour. She wasn’t able to communicate, write or do anything, really. But one year ago, Lovemore started to help Evon with physiotherapy methods and eventually, she was able to walk very slowly with the help of a walker. Nowadays she gets around with a wheelchair (to be honest I don’t know how that is even possible on the muddy grounds). Lovemore, being a teacher, was also able to teach her English and mathematics. He found that Evon was a truly bright girl, and he wanted to invest more time with her. It was so inspiring to see how one person can make such a huge difference for a young girl who used to be bedridden and who had no hope of going to school.

We knelt down beside Evon while Sean prayed for her with a deep sincerity that struck me. He spoke words of life and encouragement to this beautiful girl. When he noticed that she was sad, he told her that Jesus loves her so much, and that she has people like us, Lovemore, her funny brothers, and her Gogo (grandma) who loves her and cares very much for her. Then he asked her what she wanted to become in the future. Evon had her chin rested on her arms, as they perched on the walker bar. She looked so doleful, it pained my heart. She didn’t want to say it. But then Lovemore asked her again, this time in Shona. Finally she replied him and Lovemore translated, ‘She wants to be a pilot.’

That broke my heart even more. Seeing her, unable to run, unable to go to school, unable to communicate freely with other children her age, her dream seemed an impossibility. But you know what, in that moment, Lovemore and Pastor Sean demonstrated a faith that I will never forget. Lovemore immediately said with the sincerest of smiles, ‘You know, Evon is a smart girl. She can become a pilot. She is clever, and she is so good at math!’

Sean picked up on that and said without skipping a beat, ‘How about we pray for you again, Evon? We will pray that one day you can become a pilot.’

At first I thought it was such a cruel thing to do – to give false hope. But then, when Sean started praying, I realized that it wasn’t false hope at all. It was faith-filled hope. I was mind-blown.

Sean prayed that God would enable Evon, fill her legs with new strength, give her the wisdom and resolve, the intelligence and the means, to achieve her dream. God knows she has it in her to be the first female pilot out of Hatcliffe. He prayed that every dark, doubtful thought would not bring Evon down; that depression and sadness and hopelessness would go in Jesus name. He prayed that light and inspiration would come to this place through a bright, hard-working young girl like Evon. It was a relentless kind of faith that I saw right before my eyes – in a place so dank and dark, where it can be so difficult to envision a future bright and beautiful. But that mustard seed of faith was there. I believe it infused a new spiritual strength into Evon. Sean told Evon, ‘Do you know, that you inspire and encourage me?’ Wow. It was true. This girl blessed us more than she could imagine by the life she has fought to live, by the pain she has fought to overcome.

I learnt something so important today. I learnt that I need to see as God sees. When I walk in these tough places, I need to see God’s light, and not be overwhelmed by the engulfing darkness. I needed to be encouraged by the constant reminder of God’s goodness and love through the redemptive work of Christ Jesus. I needed to fix my eyes on the hope that comes through him and not be discouraged by all the obstacles in the way.


The storm clouds were gathering and blowing over Hatcliffe. It started drizzling as we finished praying, so Lovemore told us we’d better hurry on to the last family we wanted to visit. Now as we were almost reaching the next place, only about 500 metres from it, heavy rain started pouring down cats and dogs. It was so heavy we didn’t risk running on the muddy path, so we ran into a shelter where a bunch of guys were already hanging out. It turned out that the guys had been drinking the local brew made out of sorghum alchohol. Anyway, they were actually quite friendly and jovial. We all introduced ourselves, and very soon Sean was joking and laughing along with them in colloquial Shona. Eventually, he actually asked them what they were doing, and when they admitted they’d just been lazing around and drinking, he told them point blank: ‘You know, there’s a verse in the Bible – in the book of Ephesians I think – that says, “Do not be drunk with wine, but be filled with God’s spirit.”’

The guys laughed him off and demanded to know, ‘Where in the Bible does it say huh?’ Sean without hesitation whipped out his iPhone Bible and found the passage – but before he read it out, he asked the guys if it’d be okay to pray with them and commit this time to God. Amazingly, they were cool with that. I just smiled in awe at the sight. Here we were, filthy with mud splotched on our legs, rainwater in our hair, standing under a rickety shelter with a bunch of half drunk Zimbabwean guys, and Sean proceeded to read in Ephesians where it says, ‘Redeem the time, because the days are evil. Do not be drunk with wine, which leads to debauchery, but be filled with the Spirit, singing songs and psalms to each other at all times.’ He asked them, ‘Does what you’re doing look like making good use of your time?’ That obviously put them on the spot, but they got into a friendly (and rather funny) discussion about all that – through which Sean used every opportunity to share with them some business and entrepreneurship ideas based on Biblical principles (that he has been incorporating through his micro-finance initiative – NDEIPI – in Harare with unemployed or homeless youth).

Eventually though, the guys seemed pretty open to us. Sean asked if they knew who Jesus was and why he came. In the ensuing minutes, he shared the Gospel with them in such simple but truth-filled terms. He asked if anyone wanted to know Jesus more, not tomorrow, but today, right now. Amazingly, three of the guys – Herbert, Philip and Trust – put their hands up and nodded. So there we were, laying our hands on their shoulders, and we prayed together as Lovemore led these guys in a prayer to receive the gift of God’s love and salvation through Jesus in Shona. Wow. And guess what, just about then, the rain started to taper off and soon enough it was time for us to go since the storm had blown over. I truly believe it was by no small chance that we ran into that shelter just in the nick of time.

It was worth all the slipping and sliding in the mud, getting filthy and wet from the rivers of muddy rainwater. God knew where we were headed even when we thought we were just going to visit a few families on our agenda. I believe when we live a life surrendered to Jesus, there will be no coincidences. There might be accidents and troubles that come along our way, but as long as we fix our trust on Him, we can wade through these trials with our head above the mire – knowing that where we’re headed, God will refine us through the fire. 

Today I met the most incredibly inspiring young lady. She is 22 years old and she grew up in an impoverished township in the outskirts of Harare, Zimbabwe. After encountering Jesus and placing her trust in God at thirteen years of age, when her father passed away - leaving her mom widowed with six children, and homeless - she suddenly found a reason to live. In her desperation and darkest moment of dealing with her father's death, she found God reaching out to her with His unchanging love. And everything changed when she chose to put her trust in God and surrender her heart to Jesus.


She began to look around and see the poverty around her differently. She began to sympathize with those who had life-threatening illnesses or who also had relatives who were dying. God placed in her spirit a boldness to step out and do something she had never done before and seen anyone else do in her slum. She began to visit families - widows and orphans - who were sick, starving or in desperate need. And on her spontaneous visits, she would pray for these people with all the earnestness and love and faith that a thirteen year-old could muster. Since then, she has continued to do this faithfully. Even through the times she didn't know if she could continue school because there was simply no money for it. Even through the most tumultous of days in 2008 when the fragile Zimbabwean economy crashed completely and everything came to a halt. For the white and black Zimbabweans who were a bit more well off, things were bad, but not so bad. For those living in already impoverishes circumstances, like Mercy and her family, it meant certain death. There were no food in the shops, except oil and maybe flour if you were lucky. And even then, what little Zimbabwean dollars you had would prove useless. Because even a trillion dollar note was hardly enough to fill a grocery bag sufficiently. Much less for a family of 7, 10, or even 12 people in some makeshift homes. Mercy told me while shaking her head, "Man, I tell you, that was hard times. People were starving. We had to share what we had, flour, sugar, oil. But if you go hungry, you go hungry."


[To be continued…]


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