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The Power of Prayer

How God used Peter and Christine Akester to reach Muslims in northern Tanzania.

In a small city in Northern Tanzania, God is at work powerfully answering prayers and creating opportunities for Christians to share the Good News of the Gospel with the majority Muslim population.

Former NZCMS Mission Partners from 1979 to 1998, Peter and Christine Akester responded to God’s call to mission again in 2015, when they returned to Tanzania to serve in the Bible School in Kondoa.

“We both knew it was what God wanted,” says Christine. “But it still was difficult to leave family because we have two daughters and two grandchildren and none without difficulty. It was quite a sacrifice in some ways, but we just had to leave them in God’s hands.”

When they arrived in Kondoa Peter was appointed Principal of the Kondoa Bible School, and Christine worked as Dean of Studies and the Registrar. Together they taught students the Bible and prepared them for ministry in the region. But their ministry extended well beyond the walls of the school.

As the only Europeans in Kondoa, it wasn’t hard for Peter and Christine to get noticed by the locals, and as they walked around the town and the market, people would approach them and ask where they were from, why they were in Kondoa, what they were doing with the Anglican Church and why.

“They were almost dragging out a testimony from us,” says Peter. “It was often a good way of asking the question – why would these people bother to come here and do that?

“We did have some really good conversations with particular people – one of the leaders in the mosque bailed me up while I was walking by and we had a really long conversation about who Jesus was to him.”

But much of their ministry outside of the school was related to prayer.

When someone from their church was ill and in hospital, they (and nearly everyone else from their church) would go visit and pray for them.

“Sometimes when we’d go to see one of those people, there’d be a whole lot of people around that person’s bed and they’d all pray together. One time we went in and prayed for this person and then the person in the next bed said, ‘well, aren’t you going to pray for me?!’”

Even though the neighbour was a Muslim they were happy to have Peter and Christine pray for them in Jesus’ name. Once they were finished, the next patient asked for prayer too.

“We ended up going down the whole ward!” says Christine.

“That sort of thing was quite a ministry without us actually realising it. We and others would pray for somebody and they’d get better,” says Peter.

Christine recalls another elderly lady who was “old and decrepit and needed someone to prop her up. She asked for prayer, so we prayed for her, and little by little she just started to free up. By the end of it she was just sort of dancing. I think she was praising God and moving freely. It’s sort of exciting to see these things that don’t happen much in New Zealand; the faith is certainly there.”

For Christine, one of the great joys of her time in Kondoa was the slow evolution of her relationships with Muslim women.

“I was really struck by all the women walking along the road with their burqas on. At the beginning I would look at them and smile but there was no response at all. Gradually, over those two or three years, they’d start looking at me, and I could see their eyes just sort of noticing that someone’s continuing to have contact with me.

She would occasionally get to speak to these Muslim women, but not very often.

“I’d ask them the names of their children and they’d tell me. That was the ministry I thought I could do at the beginning, just relating to the women. And I thought that was quite special really. Later on, they would stop me and ask how my children are,” says Christine.

One special friendship developed with a local Muslim woman who knew all about Christianity but didn’t know Jesus personally.

“She could tell you all about the Easter week and what was happening. She was always having accidents, and we were always praying for healing, and every time she was healed. We told her Jesus was the one healing her, not us, and she said ‘yes, yes I understand that. I know about Jesus’.

“I asked her if she believed in him,” says Christine. “And she said that she believes he is there. But after three years she never came to the point of accepting Jesus for herself. She had a very large Muslim family in another village and I think she realised they would reject her, totally. And that would have been a very difficult decision to make.”

Sharing the Gospel in Muslim-dominated areas of the world like Kondoa, where 95 per cent of people are Muslim, is slow and difficult. But Peter and Christine can attest to the fact that God does the work of providing opportunities to explain the reason for their hope in Christ.

Having now returned to New Zealand, Peter and Christine believe that Christians in New Zealand can learn a lot from Tanzanian believers.

“We need to be thankful for anything and to trust God within that thankfulness” says Peter.

Tanzania recently experienced two years of famine and Christine says, “there are stories of families who would sit around a table in the time of famine and pray and thank God. But there was nothing on the table; they didn’t have any food but were just saying thank you Lord that you’re looking after us. And then there’d be a knock at the door and someone would bring some food.”

Tanzanian Christians have a deep awareness that everything they have comes from the hand of God.

God chose Peter and Christine to take the Gospel to Tanzania, and having twice made the choice to give up their life in New Zealand and serve God overseas, they have some advice for anyone considering a similar decision:

“Listen to God’s voice,” says Christine. “We usually think of the problems that are holding us here, and why we like living where we are and how much we’re needed for our family. Yet God is a big God and he can care for all that. I was full of worry this time, but he showed me to just leave the worries in his hands.”

Peter says, “Once you’ve got that surety that God has said this, almost expect that there will be difficulties that will come to try and discourage you, but just keep claiming the promises of God that he will lead us and smooth the path.

“God has proved faithful and will prove faithful and it’s our job to run with that task that he’s given us.”

5 thoughts on “The Power of Prayer

  1. So good to read this testimony. Thank you, Peter and Christine for responding to God’s call. May He continue to bless the staff and students of Kondoa Bible School.

  2. Yes, He’s the same God whether in NZ or in Tanzania. I’m sure it’s us who limit what He can do. I pray that your ministry to your community & family will continue now that you’re back in NZ. It was lovely reading about your adventures with Him and the people of Kondoa. Great that you were able to work with Bishop Given and his wife Lillian, friends of mine from Auckland and Tanzania.

  3. What a beautiful testimony. It’s hard to read this story and not get excited. The reminder is timely and the challenge is spot on. Praise God!

  4. A truly inspirational read, kia ora. I was blessed to have spent some time with Christine and Peter in Kondoa, albeit very briefly, and was witness to the difference they were making on people’s lives there. I experienced the curiosities of locals and Muslims with my presence, yet at no time did they make me feel unworthy.

    God’s empowerment of Christine and Peter is a powerful model of sacrifice, commitment, service, and love for all. To walk just one mile in that obedience is to feel the power of God in every step. God bless you both.

  5. How wonderful Christine and Peter. I believe God is doing some quiet work in people in new Zealand too. This is true with a few elderly folk ministered to in a few Rest Homes here in Christchurch. And like you say it’s based in prayer to the Lord Jesus. keep up this important work Every one.
    Yes and while in India many years ago , very sick with hepatitis, the local church came and prayed and worshiped God around my bed. and That was the beginning of that healing. This should happen more for our brothers and sisters in NZ.

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