Jesus is our Protector - A Story from Tanzania

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It was the morning of our second day. We were walking around the villages, sharing the Gospel with anyone who would open their door to us. At one house, I was greeted by an elderly lady. I could tell by the way she dressed and some of the items in her house that she believed in witchcraft. 

We talked for a while. I asked her questions about her life and the village, and she asked me questions about my home town as well. She showed me a bracelet she was wearing and explained that it was a “witch doctor” protection bracelet. 

In that moment, I knew God was opening up an opportunity for me to share the Gospel with her. I pulled out my Bible and told her that it was my protection.

In that moment, I knew God was opening up an opportunity for me to share the Gospel with her. I pulled out my Bible and told her that it was my protection. I explained what I meant, that the Bible contained the story of Jesus, who died on the cross and rose again to save us from our sins. I wasn’t sure if she fully understood, but she listened intently. 

As I left her house, I gave her my Bible.

I told her that we were going to have church the next day to learn more about Jesus and worship Him, but even if she couldn’t come to church, she should keep the Bible and read it. 

I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see her again, and that was okay. I trusted that God could use our time together to work in her heart. 

The next day, as church started, I saw the woman walk through the doors. She looked at me with a big smile on her face, holding up the Bible I’d given her the day before, and as I looked at it, I noticed that she was no longer wearing her “witch doctor” protection bracelet. 

Jeff Johnston