I met an Ibo boy, who came to Mauritania. He had been to Mauritania four times in two years. To preach in Mauritania is punishable by death, by beheading. I said “what job were you doing to survive?”
He said he bought a taxi – a horse. He was using it to raise money to support himself to preach.
When I met him, he was living in an uncompleted house in Kaduna. They had arrested him four times and he was to be killed but this time he was released. The last time he was in an underground cell, open cell with bamboo and palm fronds and everything stacked on top and guards were watching him from above. So he decided to come and learn shoe-making, he wanted to be a cobbler, so he can add to his trade. So, I said, “what will happen, do you want to start making shoes?”
He said, “No”. He’s going back.
I said, “You are going back?”
I’m a Northerner. There’s no relish in going to Mauritania. They still have slaves there. And the guy went back.
If the fire of the spirit of evangelism is not burning in you, you have not seen the end of everything – the lake of Fire.
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