“I Was A Man Without a Country or a Home”

 

My testimony is one of many peaks and valleys. I hope it encourages your heart and inspires you to serve God in big ways!

I was born and raised in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. I became a Christian during a spiritual revival in 1993 at the age of 15. Many years after my conversion, I was working as a youth counselor, but the other counselors and I came under great persecution. Because of our religious beliefs, we were falsely accused of being rebels. By God’s grace, a soldier warned us to leave the country immediately because the military had been given direct orders to kill us.

As I fled for safety, my heart broke. I was forced to leave behind my girlfriend, the love of my life, Rachel. As I left my home, Rachel and I vowed to pray and fast for each other every Friday night. Little did we know then, but we would not see each other again for five long years.

Gideon, Rachel (his wife) and their youngest child
Gideon Mashauri, Bachelor of Theology graduate from Scott Christian University in Kenya, with his wife (Rachel) and their youngest child

Initially, the Lord led me to Tanzania where I studied theology for a short time. Because I had left my country without a Congolese passport, I had to leave the school a few months into my studies and go to a refugee camp in Tanzania. Those months without adequate food or shelter were extremely challenging times. I’d eat porridge for breakfast and bread with bean water for lunch and dinner. I was a man without a country or a home, but my faith sustained me during those difficult months.

After three months in that camp, God opened the door for me to move to another refugee camp in Mozambique. It was a very long journey by foot, but I thank the Lord that I arrived safely to my new home where I would reside for the next four years. Life wasn’t easy in the camp those four years, but with God by my side, He gave me the hope I needed.

I remember slipping off into the bush for my time of meditation, prayer and communion with God. I would open my heart wide open to Him during those quiet moments. I desperately wanted to be free. I wanted to serve God. It was in one of those moments of meditation that He inspired me to start a counseling ministry right there in the middle of the refugee camp. With the help of two other Christians, we began sharing the Good News of hope with other refugees.

By taking my eyes off myself, I began seeing the immense needs of others around me. I was impressed to give part of my food rations to widows and orphans who often didn’t have enough to eat. These individuals saw God’s love in action which frequently opened their hearts for me to share the Gospel with them. During those months and years of helping others, my life became increasingly more meaningful!

Although living for years in refugee camps was grueling, God used that time to mold and prepare me for the special work He had in store for me. Through a series of miraculous, God-ordained events, He led me directly out of the refugee camp to Scott Christian University (SCU) in Kenya. What a miracle!

I was greatly blessed with a sponsorship for my four year theological program (Bachelor of Theology with an emphasis in Intercultural Studies). And five years after our tearful goodbyes, I married Rachel, the love of my life shortly before attending SCU. God really does work in mysterious ways. We don’t always understand why, but learning to trust Him implicitly has brought so much joy and purpose to my life.

Since graduating from SCU in 2011, I have been privileged to serve the Lord in Tanzania and Mozambique as an evangelist. Currently, Rachel and I are ministering to the unreached Rangi Muslims. Through friendship evangelism and teaching classes at the secondary school, we are building relationships with these precious people. We are certain God will use these ministries to multiply His Kingdom and to lead the Rangi Muslims into the truth.

 

“Thank you for your faithful prayers and support of SCU students. With God’s help, we are bringing hope to hungering souls.”

                                          – Gideon Mashauri