Every morning of the last two weeks I spent in Ethiopia, a happy and exciting alarm woke me up. It was the scream of  joy and jubilation from baby Nawi. She went ahhhh!! I am sure she meant “yeah! I am still alive… !”

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Ethiopia is calling!

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“Jesus asked him a third time, 'Simon, son of John, do you love me?' Peter felt sad because Jesus had asked him a third time, 'Do you love me?' So Peter said to him, 'Lord, you know everything. You know that I love you.' Jesus told him, 'Feed my sheep.” (John 21:17 GW)

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Missiles flying high in the sky and exploding a little distance ahead of us. Twenty-two years and a month ago today, something seriously went wrong at the military barracks in one of my hometowns in Zambia. It was on the Africa Freedom Day holiday of 25^th May 1988 when,as a seven-year old boy I ran unfathomable miles.

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I cried out loud deep inside my soul "Lord, take me out of Egypt!" as if I had been wandering in the desert like the children of Israel that Moses led. As I was sitting by the window on that plane when we were just about to touch Tunis, I felt, maybe, the same way that Moses did when he was shown the land of milk and honey and was told that he will not reach.
Right before departure from Cairo Airport, check-in officials told me that I needed to be in possession of a Visa for Tunisia which I could apparently only apply for and get from Zambia. During preparations in February, the Embassy assured us we will get it at the Airport. Where is the sanity in this? No sooner had I sat in the Visa waiting room (strange) than the Immigration Officer came in and shouted out my nation, "Zambia!" instead of my name and I knew it was no good.  So I tightly clenched the faith in my heart. In a distinct French-Arabic accent he told me, in broken English, that he was sending me back to Cairo immediately. I smiled back at him while my heart shed tears of peace knowing that Father was in control.

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Renowned for its spices, beautiful tropical beaches and corals, Zanzibar is also famous for its notorious slave trade.

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I am on an Island called Zanzibar which is about 2 hours from mainland Tanzania by ferry. It's beautiful beaches and people are like stories only told in semi-fiction books, if there is such a thing as semi-fiction.

Truth be told that the world we are living in is full of half-truths. After sitting in sessions on Islam and meeting believers of islamic backgrounds, I am more than sure the god of the Qu'ran and the God of the Bible are not the same at all. How in the past I thought we served the same God is sheer ignorance I can not even begin to explain. It was unfounded, baseless and untrue.

The God we serve is the Father who sent his one and only begotten son. This is the God who says go and pays your bills. He is God of wonders who protects you when you are in the middle of unbelievers and turns you invisible. He is God who promises and delivers. The one who is providing for all my needs as I go.

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