When i was visiting at Bugema College in Uganda. I met a man from Tanzania who told me this story.
Twenty-three years ago my father received a letter asking him to go to Mbeya to teach school. He had been teaching for many years in Pare Mountains. Now we were asked to go to a place that we had never seen. But my father loved God and he was willing to go wherever God wanted him.
So we got all ready to leave. My father bought the bus tickets. The bus would go to Korogwe. Then from there we would have to take a train to Morogoro. One morning my mother and father took us three children to the bus.
We took our boxes of things. Too. It was an exciting time. Many friends came to say good-bye. We children wondered what our new home would be like. But we were sad to leave all our friends. All day we rode that bus.
When we finally came to town. Father took us to the train station. But our bus had arrived too late. It was eight o'clock and it was dark. The train had already gone. Now we wondered what to do. We did not know anybody.
We did not have any food. We did not have any place to stay. People had gone home to sleep. Father left my and the three of us children at the railway station. He went to try to find some food. He wanted to find a place for us to stay.
So he walked out into the dark street to see what he could find. There were only a few people outside. He did not know what to do. Suddenly as he walked along the street he heard somebody call from a window.
He looked up where the voice was calling. Then he heard the man tell him to go to a certain man's house. Father had not asked anyone where to go. And he wondered how this man knew what he wanted.
But he did not ask any questions. He came back to the railway station to my mother and us children. Then we started down the dark street. Along the way father asked people where the man's house was.
Father knew his name but did not know the place. At last we came to the right house. Father did not know the people and the people did not know him. But the people said. We will let you sleep here and we will give you food. And they did.
The next morning we got up and went to the train. We were very happy to go on our way. For we were sure that God was really with us. We still do not know how the man up in the window knew what we wanted. But God must have told him some way. That is the way it is when we follow God.
He always cares for us. We do not ever have to be afraid to obey him.
