Indeed the months have turned to minutes since arriving to Kenya on August 24 this year. I first stepped on rich African soil at 1:20am that morning and still can recall the exhausted yet friendly taxi driver who came to greet me at the Jomo airport. Driving me to the Mayfield Guest house, he pointed out zebras grazing in the fields. Minutes later I pointed out the Canon camera company. A lot has happened since then. In such a short slice of time, I've been given a tremendous opportunity to live in this beating society for Christ.

Recently I've come to make unique friendships developed on film shoots that led to conversations of Christ and their spiritual walk. I've quickly learned the term "Christian" does not represent ones deep faith, but merely acts as a social term when asked what they believe. "Born again Christian" carries the commitment and weight attached to a true Christian walk. After sitting down for lunch with my "Christian friend", we discussed our faith over burgers and fries. My dear friend believed there was a God, but did not believe everything written in the Bible. Astonished, I asked the Holy Spirit to give me words of wisdom. The next few hours I discovered that Christ can use us to share His word even when we don't think we are worthy or capable.

I asked him if the building we were in existed, he said yes. I asked if the building surrounding us existed, he agreed. I then asked if he has met the architecture who built these buildings. He said he hasn't. Then I asked if that means the builder of these buildings existed. He agreed there was an artist who built these buildings even though he never meet him. So, I asked him how is God any different. If He built something purposefully with structure to follow, how can we proceed to ignore the truth found in his Word. He created and built us, how can we ignore what he created. After some time of silence, he thanked me for taking time to share with him. It was AWESOME!

Opportunity after opportunity began to present itself from there. I already shared about my friend, Akim, who was in the middle of choosing Islam or Christianity. To this day I haven't seen him and often wonder if I will ever have the chance to meet with him again. I've been given opportunities to feed the ladies that wait for work outside of our compound. Once I brought peanut butter jelly sandwiches, chips, coke, and chocolate. I had no idea how much to make; so I prayed that God would provide much like he did in the feeding of the thousands. To my astonishment, there was exactly the right amount to feed everyone. I not only had the chance to share with them my food, but share the love of Christ.

We must continue to love and live for God and others. Even if you take ten minutes out of your life to say "hi" to someone we haven't seen in awhile, it makes a difference. Don't be afraid to invest your time in people. Remember that Christ is our core and we are founded in truth and love. Imagine a groom who's bride is so in love with him she would do anything to please him. Imagine a groom who is so perfect and just, your relationship with him affects others. Believe in Him and do his commandments. Read James 1. In this chapter it speaks of visiting the fatherless and widows and to keep yourself unspotted from the world. As Christians we have a higher calling in life. It's the small daily choice we make that determine who we are. As for me, I am a bond servant to Christ. Thank you always for your prayers and support. May the Lord bless you and shine upon you!

-David Sekiguchi

Evangelism Outreach in Kibera Slums with Ghetto Light Ministry

An amazing blog post by our Script Supervisor, Mike summing up a slice of time at our coastal filming location next to paradise.

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    While walking pensively for quite some time along Nairobi’s busy street saturated with cars, I mustered up enough courage to walk to an infamous slum known as Kibera. It wasn’t even a few meters later I meet up with a young man with a pink back pack. Completely engrossed in deep the young man's soft “Hello” broke my concentration and transitioned me into an engaging conversation. While chatting down the road we exchanged names and backgrounds. I quickly learned his name, Akim.

    About the span of an hour we talked about politics, growing up, and most importantly religion. I  learned Akim was waning back and forth between Christianity and Islam. While he shared to me his thoughts, I bit my tongue and listened. After he completed his thoghts, I challenged Akim to study the Word and draw a conclusion. We went over the ten commandments where he admitted to me that he was guilty. Akim even acknowledge he wouldn’t make it to heaven; however, he wasn’t in a rush to repent of his sins either. I believe most Christians face this issue when sharing the gospel. There are many individuals who are in the “process” of making a choice to believe in Jesus, but with no intention to choose in the near future. Sure down the line, but fixing their issues would come later in life. I clearly understand now what John Bunyen meant when he wrote the story of the dreamer in Pilgram’s Progress.

The Interpreter bade him tell to Christian the reason of his so doing. So he said, “This night, as I was in my sleep, I dreamed, and behold the heavens grew exceedingly black; also it thundered and lightened in most fearful manner, that it put me into an agony. So I looked up in my dream, and saw the clouds rack at an unusual rate; upon which I heard a great sound of a trumpet, and saw also a Man sitting upon a cloud, attended with the thousands of heaven; they were all in flaming fire; also the heavens were in a burning flame. I heard then a great voice saying, “Arise, ye dead, and come to judgment.” And with that the rocks rent, the graves opened, and the dead that were therein came forth: some of them were exceeding glad and looked upward and some thought to hide themselves under the mountains. Then I saw the Man that sat upon the cloud open the book and bid the world draw near. And he called out to them that stood around Him, “Gather together the tares, the chaff and stubble, and cast them into the burning lake.” And with that, the bottomless pit opened, just where about I stood. It was also said to the same person, “Gather my wheat into the garner.” And, with that, I saw many caught up into the clouds; but I was left behind. I also sought to hide myself, but I could not; for the Man that sat upon the cloud still kept His eye upon me; my sins also came into my mind, and my conscience did accuse me on every side. Upon this I awakened from my sleep.”

 http://www.learnthebible.org/pilgrims-progress-chapter-1.html

    How many “Akims” are there in this world? Not only on my continent, but everywhere on earth. If I can take an hour of my time to share the gospel potentially saving a life, why do I hold back? I’m the one who accepted the challenge when I ask Jesus into my heart. Crossing paths in another persons life may be the first and last chance you’ll have. After our paths diverged, I wondered if we would ever meet again, and if so, would he have become a Christian by then. Could today have been the only time that I had? Certainly, I will continue to pray for Akim; however, I am encouraged to share more confidently and frequently than I have before. I wish to share Christ’s love for people even outside of the camera. Sometimes we have to put down lay aside our "ministry work" and spend time with the people we are working for. Not in an obligated way, but in a way that brings love and joy. Be honest be caring. As His children, we all share in this great commission. Let’s not loose the fire to commit to Him!

-Your Brother and Friend in Christ
Hikari David Sekiguchi