Kenyan prayers

I got this story from Caleb Project’s Mission Catalyst Newsletter. I think it serves as an excellent example of applying a spiritual solution to a political problem.

A group of children runs up a muddy path, drenched from an unexpected downpour. A five-year-old boy speeds in front of the pack when he suddenly spies the perfect puddle.

He waits until his older sister and friends are almost parallel with him and then practically “cannonballs” to get the biggest splash. He giggles and dashes in the church’s front door as the eight-year-olds squeal and chase after him.

I laugh at the scene and follow the kids inside the small, tin shack of a Baptist church. After three weeks of post-election violence, it’s good to hear the sounds of children laughing and playing – especially in the hard-hit slums of Nairobi.

Inside the church, it’s wall-to-wall children. My heart overflows with emotion as I hear a sound even more precious than laughter – a child’s sweet, innocent prayer.

“Father, our country is in trouble. We pray for peace to come,” an 11-year-old boy prays. “Protect us, Father. Teach people to love one another and not to fight anymore.”

For the last two weeks, children in this small slum area have gathered to pray for their country. The church’s pastor says the children started gathering on their own, so he let them in the church. The daily prayer meeting now attracts more than 200 children ranging in age from three to 17.

Ever since the children started praying together, the pastor says there have been no deaths, houses burned or even violence in their section of this slum. Adults recite this fact in amazement. The children, however, don’t even mention it because it’s exactly what they expected to happen.

“Pastor told us that there is power in prayer. He said we can change the country through prayer,” 12-year-old Boniface explains. “So that is what we are doing, changing the country.”

I’m amazed at the depth of understanding these children have of the issues surrounding the Kenya post-election chaos.

The 12-year-old prays for President Mwai Kibaki and opposition leader Raila Odinga to sit at one table and talk peacefully. Votes cast in the election for these two candidates are under contention. The two leaders have yet to talk to each other in an effort to bring the strife in Kenya to a peaceful resolution.

Caroline, 16, shows her concern for the 250,000 internally displaced people around the country. She prays they will be able to go to school somewhere and that they feel safe. UNICEF estimates that more than 40 percent of the displaced are children. Parents put their children on trucks headed to the camps for displaced people but stayed behind to protect their houses and belongings. Many sit in camps, unable to attend schools that just opened mid-January.

Another young boy prays for the people hurting others who are not from the same tribe, referring to reports of ethnic animosity throughout the country. He asks God to help them all be brothers and sisters and one people.

The pastor smiles and whispers to me, “A few days ago that one asked if I knew what tribe he was. I told him no. He didn’t know, either. So he told me, ‘I think I belong to the tribe of Kenya.'”

When it’s time for the “babies” to pray, a fearless four-year-old clasps his hands and closes his eyes so tight that his entire face scrunches up. “God, people die,” he says in prayer. “Please do not let anyone die in front of my house.”

More than 600 people have died since elections December 27. The number increases daily as violence and protests continue.

It’s now my turn to pray and close the meeting. There’s not much left to say, so I thank God for the innocent prayers of children and their faith in his answers.

As soon as I say “Amen,” the church buzzes with little voices and bottled-up energy spurts out freely. Laughing and holding hands, the children rush into the rain and head home.

Even though it’s dry season and the rains are not supposed to come for another month, no one complains about getting wet or muddy. The rain is an answered prayer.

The children had prayed about a three-day countrywide protest called by the opposition party. They had asked God to take control and keep people from dying.

Because of the rains, turnout for the protest was much smaller than expected. While there was still a lot of property damage, it was much less than predicted. Death tolls for the week were the lowest since the incidents started.

“See,” seven-year-old Natasha whistles through her missing two front teeth. “God answers prayers.”

May Christians everywhere learn from these children. True power flows from Calvary’s cross, not from Caesar’s throne.

Posted on January 30, 2008, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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