When God called me to serve him in my war torn Country of Congo DRC, it was a mission I would have not chosen if it was my part to choose. I was involved in small illegal mining that put something to eat on my table. With serving God I was not going to do anything illegal and I did not know of any other means of survival. This opened a chapter in my life that I must follow.
I had no choice but to obey the calling of God and begun a small church in a place called Baraka in South Kivu province of Congo DRC. Getting information from Burundi about the need for spiritual matters my local assembly decided to send me to that country which had just recovered from ethnic war and was now going through reconciliation process.
The situation in my new work station was so bad that most of the people I visited in their homes first needed something to put in their bellies before they could settle down to hear the word of hope. Yes I have ever encountered poverty, lack and hunger but not to this magnitude. My poor little church back home decided to recall me back when they heard that I myself went some days without eating but it was too late some people had just started coming to my fellowship and were being built spiritually.
I soldered on prayerfully hoping that one day God will bring help in whatever form. It was just in August 2013 that I enrolled as a student in this ministry's school of Theology, Business and English that the Lord put it in the ministry leaders' hearts to absorb me in their church department. I am currently the pastor of the church in Bujumbura the capital city of Burundi.
It is longer I alone struggling to carry forth the word of God but working together with the compassionate for God's Glory.