The Persistent Call of His name by Faith
Luke 18vs 1 "And he spake a parable unto them to
this end, that men ought always to pray, and not to faint."
The majority of people living in the Shire River Valley in the southern part of
Malawi are peasant farmers. The crops they grow are those that resist the hot
weather condition like sorghum, millet, maize, cotton and rice along the river
bank. The only industry in the area is the Sugar making plant owned by Illovo
Sugar Ltd at Nchalo in Chikwawa district. Many educated youths in the area work
at this industry after finishing school.
My parents are some of the inhabitants of this area; I emigrated from Nkhate,
the eastern bank of the Shire River to Nchalo in search of employment. I got a
job in the year 2002 at Illovo Sugar Mill as a Wages Clerk in the Agriculture
department. With God's Grace, I was soon promoted to the position of Senior
Projects Accounts clerk in the Finance department in 2003, the position which I
am currently holding.
Since Nchalo is just 12 kilometres from Nkhate my home area, I used to go and
cultivate crops in the family lands. It was on Sunday the 25th of March 2012
when I sent my wife Mary and all my four kids home to supervise the weeding of
our rice field and giving chance to the children to chat with their grandmother
since it was end of term holiday for pupils. I promised to follow her on the
following week end with monies to pay for our weeding contractors. When week-end
came my journey was postponed because I was called on duty at my workplace.
It was on Monday the 2nd of April 2012 at 17hours just soon after knocking off
when I departed Nchalo in pursuit for Mary. We cross Shire River on canoes along
the way to Nkhate. People who peddle canoes along the Shire River dock on the
route home usually knock off at 18hours. It rained heavily in the morning
therefore riding bicycle on muddy roads delayed the speed of my trip. I arrived
at the docking area Bankamu, very late and I found canoe peddlers who were on
duty already knocked off.
I stood lonely and stranded on the western side of the Shire River with no one
to peddle me to the other side. Upon knowing that the canoe owners live just
some meters from the dock, I called with faith for their help to have me cross
the river and meet my beloved family members. I stayed at Bankamu for almost one
and half hours calling for boats but to no one could hear and came for
assistance. Being habitual crossers by on the dock I knew names of some of the
canoe owners and peddlers. When I persistently called them by names, they
recognized my voice and sent a boy known by the name Mapekete with a boat and
peddled me along the river to the eastern side.
This experience inspired my faith in Jesus Christ. When we call His Name
persistently with faith, He recognizes our voice and come to our rescue. Like
the woman in Luke 18 Vs 17-18 persistent cry for help ignites the helper's
attention which result in prompt assistance.
Mpeusa Mphonda - Nchalo Malawi