Tuesday, 20 January 2015


We had a recent encounter, that reminded us so clearly, Who watches over our lives.  The One who has power over every demonic influence and Who has promised that no weapon formed against us shall prosper.

This past Saturday, Silas was already quite exhausted, having ministered overnight in a funeral.  His day was filled with appointment after appointment.  At the end of a very long day, he still had to travel to Kisumu and back and then facilitate a leaders meeting with our pastors as we projected into 2015, preparing our hearts for what God has for CGC.

As he arrived, late at the meeting at 8 pm, he was pressed and headed straight to the latrine, guided by a small dull light that a boy was holding for him.  He couldn't see into the latrine but stepped in hurriedly.  He quickly heard an unusual tsssss sound and felt something cold and wet running down his hand.  As he lit his phone, it quickly revealed that he had unknowingly cornered a very large Black Mamba snake, who wasn't happy about sharing his new found space and had obviously spit venom on him.

Silas quickly exited the latrine, headed for the house, where we were all waiting to start the meeting and he began washing his hands repeatedly and thoroughly.  After hearing what had happened, we were completely dumbfounded!  A Black Mamba is an aggressive snake, that strikes quickly and very few ever survive such encounters.  The venom is highly toxic and a man is usually dead in less than 30 minutes.  The snake holds a fierce reputation as the worlds fastest and has been known to chase people aggressively, and can even travel backwards at high speeds! 

Once again we are reminded of how GREAT and how BIG our GOD is, Who watches over His beloved, even in sleep.  We prayed taking authority over serpent and scorpion and over all the power of the enemy, declaring, that nothing shall by any means harm us.  Then we continued with meeting with perfect peace in our hearts.

Later, well into the evening, an excitement begin to fill me.  I began pondering in my heart, the earlier events, knowing that the enemy only comes to steal, kill and destroy.  So I began to wonder what the devil came, to try and steal from us that night.  What was God about to do and release that the enemy wanted to steal and stop?  I was stirred with excitement about what Sunday’s service was going to be like.  I knew that God had bigger plans for us and that what the enemy would try and use to harm us, God would work for our good and for the saving of many!  I was stirred with anticipation, knowing that God is a giver of only good gifts and that He had something good in store for all of us!

There was such an anointing present as Silas preach powerfully.  Five new souls gave their hearts to Christ and I gave another altar call, sensing that God wanted to break the bondage's that people and even generations had been enslaved to for years.  I saw in the spirit, families and generations being set free from alcoholism, abuse, and trauma. 

I believe we will soon receive testimonies of people, who knew those in their family that were notorious longstanding alcoholics or addicts, suddenly delivered, never to drink or use again.  I am excited and thanking God already for all He has done that day, anticipating those wonderful reports, to His praise and glory!  Thank you Jesus for all Your love and care.  We are so grateful!

Wednesday, 14 January 2015


Our God is still alive, raising the dead, healing the sick, causing the lame to walk and the blind to see!

After experiencing another series of hardships throughout the month of December 2014, it does my heart good to hear this beautiful, testimony that we receive just a few days ago.  I have notice that every time we prepare for a crusade, it appears that all hell breaks loose in our lives.  Cars break down, family gets seriously sick and simple effortless things, involve monumental amounts of effort, time and repetition and sometimes still don’t work! 

It use to frustrate, exhaust and discourage me….it wasn't pretty!  The Holy Spirit began to challenge me, to keep a good attitude in the midst of it.  He was asking me to remain in His peace and joy, keeping a good, patient and positive attitude and also a resolute posture of faith.  An impossible task for me!  This could never be accomplished in my own strength and I relied completely on Christ as I turned to Him in prayer and worship, throughout.  Although, I can’t confess that I have done this perfectly, I have improved dramatically!

Countless times after doing that, we have seen God move in incredible ways during the crusade, not to mention how much better my heart feels with a lot less damage and casualties around me, who no longer have to endure my sharp stressful attitude or bemoaning complaints.  God is refining me, pruning those nasty branches and I am, like it or not….maturing!  LOL!

So after rising above all that was taking place in December, Silas and I rushed back from Nairobi as he was the guest speaker in a crusade in Obambo.  There was a gentleman there by the name of Gabriel, who heard Silas preaching and felt compelled to come. 

He brought his wife and severely disabled son.  His son, around 10 yrs old, could only crawl cumbersome on his hands and knees, paralyzed from the waist down, unable to walk.  He had been in this condition for a very long time.  The father asked Silas to pray for him.  Silas prayed but they didn't witness any immediate change, so the boy was carried home.

The father just recently shared, that he had formally practiced witch craft but had given his heart to Christ some time ago.  He said, he had never heard such preaching like that and felt the Spirit of God moving in that place and all over his body, during the crusade.  Once the family had returned home, they didn't witness an immediate change but the next day the father said to his son, as he left him with his grandmother, that he wanted to see him up and walking by the time he got home.

 He gave the boy a tire to lean on.  The child struggled to raise his body up with the support of the tire.  The son began to move about, cumbersome, lurching and dragging himself, but slightly moving forward, depending entirely on the tire to uphold him.  As he persisted, he started moving with more ease….previously pushing randomly with stiff, unmovable legs, now began to turn into a staggering, tottering motion of swaying baby steps, with little support, from the tire. Within moments, steps were becoming smoother, one after another.

The next thing you knew, he threw down the tire and began sprinting around the compound, continually!!!!  Such a remarkable miracle!  Praise God!! Jesus is indeed alive, raising the dead, healing the sick, causing the lame to walk and the blind to see! 

To Him belong all glory and praise, forever and ever, amen!