In 2012 civil war erupted in the Central African country of the Democratic Republic of the Congo (DRC). Thousands of people had to flee from their homeland leaving behind family members, homes, careers, friends and anything else that made their lives feel normal. Most of those refugees have remained in Africa resettling in Tanzania, Uganda, and Kenya. Several thousand have been invited to countries around the world including the United States. Two of these refugees have found their way to Grace Bible Church: Jean and Joseph—brothers.
Jean discovered I was coming to Nairobi and asked me to take an iPhone to Patrick, his cousin, who also fled DRC and is living in Nairobi. I told him I would be glad to do this, but I cautiously warned him I might not be able to find his cousin in a city of almost 8 million people. He said to me, “Pastor, I will give you his number. You will be in Nairobi. He lives in Nairobi. You will find each other. God will make a way.”
I was polite. I smiled. I took the phone, but inwardly I was accepting the fact this request was probably a lost cause. I believed I would not find Patrick, and in doing so; add more disappointment to a person who has already suffered so much.
After being here a couple of days, I reluctantly asked Pastor Paul (a pastor here in Nairobi) to call the number Jean had provided. Surprisingly, Patrick answered the phone. Speaking Swahili, Pastor Paul shared with Patrick who I was and what I was attempting to do. I saw a big smile on his face and just like that the phone call was over.
Paul told me Patrick lived one kilometer from where we are meeting and that he would come to us on the next day. Early the next morning, Patrick was the first to arrive. I greeted him and he began speaking with me (he speaks English). He explained to me how he and Jean had found each other in Nairobi after fleeing the DRC. He shared how he missed his cousin but was happy for him because he now lives in Akron, OH. I gave him the phone. He thanked me over and over again.
As we talked, I discovered that Patrick is a worship pastor. He stayed for the conference on Tuesday and then asked if he could come back. He shared how he had been praying for God to send someone to teach him so that he could understand God’s Word and share it with others. After attending, he was convinced God was answering his prayer.
I know my words in this blog cannot fully convey the awe of this event. Who would have ever believed that I would even find Patrick much less get to spend 2 weeks sharing God’s Word with him? I didn’t.
I’m so happy for Jean and Patrick. They can now remain connected to each other in a world that separated them.
Political leaders and natural born citizens of stable countries many times do not see refugees as people. Instead, they see them as a problem that needs to be solved or a burden that is too risky to accept. I am fully convinced God sees them as people who need new friends, new homes, new careers and new families. Ultimately, He sees them as souls who need love, hope, healing and salvation.
It was an honor to be able to help Jean even though I believed it was an impossible request. Once again, I am reminded that I am a man of little faith when God calls me to join Him in what appears impossible.