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Why Should You Lose Weight?


These photos were taken in 2004 in Kitengela, Kenya.

This was our first venture into our calling in Africa which spanned from 2004-2010.

This is my wife Mary with  Maasai friends.

A revival with the Maasais commenced twenty five years ago.

Previous to that the Name of Jesus had not been heard.

Now, these remarkable people are added daily to God’s kingdom.

Many Maasai live in manyatas, or cow dung huts, built by women.

This particular manyata is tiny.

The door was four feet high and the entrance into the manyata wound through a narrow hallway.

In 2004 I was thirty five pounds heavier today.

When I attempted to get into the manyata, I could not!

Halfway in I got stuck!

Terrified, I pulled out while others laughed.

I wonder if I could do it today.

I think I could.

This is one advantage of losing weight!

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Mary with friends in 2004 and the tiny manyata.

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Mary with friends in 2004 and the tiny manyata.

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Mary with friends in 2004 and the tiny manyata.

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A manyata that we slept in 2006

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Inside a manyata

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Inside a manyata

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A fatter me in 2004. Teaching for the first time in Africa!

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Bringing Acts Back To Life


This miracle occurred in a Bible conference in Maasai land, in Masimba, Kenya, eight year ago

I was deep in the African brush, in a cow dung hut, without electricity, toilet or running water.

It had been raining nonstop.

The fields were caked in ankle deep mud.

When I woke, the pastor was huddled with a man over a tiny wooden table.

They were sipping coffee in freshly milked, milk.

The man had walked miles in the mud to the pastor’s home.

His baby sister was dying.

He desired the pastor to pray for her.

The Lord spoke to me with the same words that he had to the Apostle Paul in Acts 19.

Acts 19:11 And God wrought special miracles by the hands of Paul:

12 So that from his body were brought unto the sick handkerchiefs or aprons, and the diseases departed from them, and the evil spirits went out of them.

We got a handkerchief, anointed it with oil, prayed, and gave it to the pastor who proceeded out the door.

That night  the church, I found out about the miracle .

When the pastor got to the child’s home, her eyes were closed and she scarcely breathing. The handkerchief was placed on her face. She began to breathe, opened her eyes, and was healed.

The mother who had cancer in both breasts, and unable to nurse, placed the handkerchief on her chest. The pain left her and she nursed!

This photo was taken six months after on a return trip to Masimba.

I was ecstatic to see mother and child in perfect condition.

The dear lady offered me a jar of premium cooking fat and three hundred shillings.

This is the fat that floats to surface of the milk.

It’s meticulously trapped and collected over time.

The three hundred shillings equals four American dollars.

This is a big sum for Maasais who have little.

What God can do when we obey, can blow our minds.

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There is just something!


There is just something about spending five days without electricity, a bathroom, running water, or electronics.

There is just something about having nothing else than to talk to people.

There is just something about realizing that the night sky is not black, but gray from thousands of stars.

There is just something about seeing the edge of our galaxy, the Milky Way.

There is just something about not hearing the noise of television.

There is just something about not getting a phone call.

There is just something about eating meat which had been slaughtered on that day, or vegetables which have been picked on that day, or drinking milk from a cow, on that day.

There is just something about eating fresh tilapia from Lake Victoria.

There is just something about grabbing a flashlight and roll of toilet paper in the night to do number two by squatting and aiming into a hole.

There is just something about kerosene lamps.

There is just something about taking a bath with birds chirping above and hens running around.

There is just something about drinking fresh spring water.

I have been so fortunate to enjoy these privileges which most white people will never venture out to get.

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With Pastor Denvil Lee in Ugunga, Kenya during a five day Bible conference