Missions Zambia Update: Trip To Chobe Game Park

We started at 7 AM for the park which is in Botswana. Our transport driver, Frank, was a Jehovah’s Witness. Suzanne informed him that we were witnesses for Jehovah also. The conversation then went to the Gospel and Heaven and Hell and the very person of Jesus. Frank did not believe that Jesus is Jehovah, yet believed that without Jesus he could not be right with God. We had a very interest time sharing scripture regarding the great truth of the Trinity. Our team was praying while the defense of the gospel was being given. What a great way to start our first full day in Zambia. Throughout the day we had opportunities to pass out tracts and challenge people to know for sure about Heaven. Kim gave out a tract at one of the border crossing where our passport was validated. The lady graciously accepted, and her fellow worker was asking why she was left out. All of this in a language we did not understand. One of the team being next to Kim gave this worker a tract and said “This is for you we don’t want you to be left out!” Our guide said, “Oh, that is just what she was saying, you got her with that comment.” Praise the Lord! He knows what people need even when we do not understand.


We were able to see God’s amazing creation from the Elephants to the Banded Mongoose. What an enjoyable day. We made the trip back to Livingstone, and headed to Choma, arriving at the Hayton’s home, after another 2 hour drive, at 9pm. We were expecting a great meal and were not disappointed; we just needed to wait awhile for the meal to be prepared as they had been without power for two hours that evening. So is the life of the missionary in Africa.

When in the Lord’s work expect the unexpected. We were making final preparations for our nights rest, when I heard Suzanne’s frantic cry, “Jim! Jim! Help there is water spraying everywhere!” She was in the bathroom, when the hot water pipe under the sink burst sending water spraying everywhere. The bathroom and our bedroom were covered with water before we were able to rouse Brother Bob and have the water shut off. We figured out what had happened, and with the help of Chester the resident caretaker, we were able to fix the pipe. What followed next was quite unbelievable. The cold water connection to the toilet broke and began sending water everywhere. It was about 2 AM before we were able to make it to bed. What a great God we serve who gave us a wonderful laugh and great friends to laugh with, while giving grace to fix both the hot water and cold water pipes at the same time.

I can’t wait to see what today will bring!