My First Missions Trip: Pemba, Mozambique (Day 10 of 14)

Wednesday June 4th: Prison Ministry

Prison  ministry  was  one  of  the  most  fun  filled  days  on  my  trip.  I  actually wasn’t supposed  to  be going to prison ministry that day, because only 5 people were allowed to go,  but  I  thought  I  would  sign  up  for  it  anyway to see what would happen. When I walked  over  to  the  sign  up board, I noticed that 6 people were signed up instead of 5 (five  was  the  maximum  number  of  people  allowed  to  go,  due  to the nature of this ministry.)

So   I   wrote   a   number   seven   on   the  board,  and  wrote  my  name  down.  Seven missionaries   from   Iris   Ministries   (including   myself)  went  to  the  prayer  hut  to  gather    for    a    meeting    that    would    explain    what   prison  ministry   is   about   before   we   left   to   head   to   the   prison.  When  our prison  ministry  group  leader arrived,  he  was  surprised to see seven of us instead of five. Then he asked those of us who were the extra two, to raise our hands.

My  team  member  (Cyril) and I raised our hands. Then our group leader laughed and told  us,  “well  I  have  good  news  for  you.  The director of the prison we are going to accepted  Christ  recently,  and  I  asked  him  if  it  is  okay  if  we  bring more than five people in the future, and he said, ‘yes.’

We  have  never  had  more than five people come to the prison, so this will be the first time;  welcome  everyone!” An hour later, after all seven of us arrived at the prison, we walked  through  the  front prison gates. As a safety precaution, we were not allowed to have  our wallets with us, our phones, or any type of jewelry. When we walked into the prison, I noticed that the prisoners were surprisingly friendly.

Our  group leader then told  all of the inmates that we were preparing for a bible study. About  20-30  inmates  lined up along both sides of the interior  hallway to listen to our group  leader/pastor  speak.  Then  our  group  leader  asked  one  of the men from our group  (Pastor Ray)  to preach to the inmates. Pastor Ray preached to the inmates, and our  group  leader  translated  the preaching into Makua so that way the inmates would understand it.

During  the  preaching,  I looked into one of the rooms of the inmates, and there didn’t appear  to  be any toilet, other than a hole in the ground, and the beds did not look like beds  to  me.  Then  out  of nowhere, I noticed that some of the inmates behind us were starting to get a little rowdy; a fight was starting to break out. My first thought was turn my  head  to  see  what  was  going  on,  but  the  Holy  Spirit  told  me  to pray for them instead of reacting in fear.

I  started  praying  for the prisoners, and after a few minutes, the fighting stopped. Our ministry  time  with  the  prisoners  was  drawing  so  much  attention,  that  even  some Muslims  who  were  having  their  own  meeting  were  watching us. After Ray finished preaching, we left the prison and headed back to the Iris Base.

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