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Cross country through roads that seemed unpassable until the Toyota Land Cruiser was half way through. The vehic leader has team in it to capacity. Then we stop in the middle of a maze field. Nothing in any direction except the beautiful roiling hills as a backdrop behind the crop.”We are here,” we are told. Suddenly we see people walking up the path between the maise stalks. Smartly dressed men in suits designed to have room for dancing. Brightly coloured women with smiling faces.

Children? Not yet. We walk up the path and round the corners and there is a small church building. Singing. Lots of children singing. Packed building. Worship songs at full volume. I turn round just to check. Yes we are still in the middle of a field!

We lead the material in the same way as before. No room here for acting out the story of Rahab being saved by God because of the red rope that God accepted as faith in Jesus. But I tell the story and then the red rope is laid out over table and chairs (to keep it off the mud floor). Then it really starts. They take it in turns to come forward in groups. They hold the rope and pray. Pray loud. Pray quiet. Lots of prayer. Then writing tags and praying. No room in the building for the Brits. We stand outside. The Tanzanians tell each other what to do.

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Then the children come forward. Equally fervant prayer. First standing and holding the rope around the table and chairs. Eyes closed and lips moving. Some praying aloud. Then writing on tags. Long written prayers. Maybe they are for people who need to meet Jesus bur I have no idea. All the time the rest are singing. Worship and dancing. The gentle wind blowing through the crops. I stand among the shade made by the corn and just pray that what is actually happening is as powerful as it feels.

Prayer time must have been about an hour. Then we talked about what to do if trusting Jesus’ blood for the first time. Then picking up stuff and moving outside. Endless Kwaheris. Photo of the team and pastors. Andy trying to track down children that need interviews or photos. Some success. Then in the van… starting the amaking journey back to the “civilisation” of the main road.

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