People of many ages and economic backgrounds were united in praise, thanksgiving and prayer as our great God was worshipped by people from many different tribes and tongues. People of the Luo, Kamba, Kikuyu, Luhya and Meru tribes worshipped God with passionate dance, singing and preaching. I heard crying out to God. Fears were confessed and God was faithful to deliver us from them. During one of the teaching sessions I turned to see several of the youth ladies from different tribes cuddled together under a blanket to keep warm. Warm drinks were passed from tribe to tribe. God was glorified in this diversity.
Around 5:00 this morning we felt there was breakthrough and God had dealt with us. In some ways I did not want the evening to end, but I was also not sure how much longer I could stay awake. Surely others were content, surely they felt we were finished. It was announced we would be ending the kesha, but the worship and praise team would finish a couple more songs. Suddenly everyone was on their feet. We had been wrong, the end was not yet. Instead of a few quite songs to end the service, everyone was in the aisles dancing and singing again.
Many tribes and a white guy with no rhythm were together in the unity of the Spirit to worship God in song, dance, prayer, praise, and fellowship. In Githurai this morning was a small taste of what heaven will be like when we gather around the throne and around the Lamb (Rev 7:9). In Githurai this morning was peace and goodwill towards people of many backgrounds. There was victory and unity in Christ as God’s people in Githurai will face the election differently. We face them as changed people. We face them prepared for His glory regardless of the outcome. We will pray without ceasing, but we also know God has done a work in our hearts and we are better prepared for whatever may come.