Great jubilation in Guinea

The sun has set, the insects start their nightly music, the town prepares to sleep and Campus for Christ crank up their generator! 

“Hallelujah” they cry into their microphone. There’s no sleep possible for the next few hours. 

The pastor preaches – some of his words drift through the bedroom window but not so that I can really hear them. 

And then a rapt silence.

It’s 5.30 in the morning and the telephone rings.  ‘S’ is crying, babbling as he explains to me about his night.

 “Papa,” he says, “I’ve had a terrible night.  I can’t stop crying.  I watched the Jesus film.  To think that he did all of that just for me.” 

He sobs into the phone.  “Papa, if he did all of that for me, then I just have to say yes to him.  I’ve given my life to Jesus.”  Great jubilation! 

‘S’ is an 18 year-old lad from a family with traditional African beliefs.