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A Pastor Cried On International Stage

He was called to preach at a christian crusade in a foreign country. On his last day,  he thought to share with thousands of people few things about struggles. he opened another topic about his country,  he said loudly , " My friends hear me well. Hear this truth from my mouth.  Technology of today lies on the mineral  resources of DRCongo but some parts of my country people struggling due to rebellions and wars." Then he started to cry on that international stage. thousands of folks  were so bamboozled while continued  hearing his story. Sadly to see a well - known pastor crying due to what he bottled for decades. total silence reigned in that place as he was not  speaking for some minutes. Then he said loudly,  " millions of congolese died cruelty and some western influential leaders are parts of massacres and genocides in my country reason why they don't concern to these issues. I mean even the international community is involving  in the problems of Drcongo." some people felt pains. sad message. so sadly in their ears. he called people with different problems to pray with him before he could leave the podium. They went to him and he prayed for them. When he finished his sermon , the organisers called people for contributions. They collected much money to give  to their visitor minister after the crusade. When they presented him a brown envelope filling money. He told his friend pastors to give him the list of trusted local charities so he could distribute that money to help the needy. His friends were confused as they thought he could go with  that money. so they did what he told them to do. When he was about to leave , he told them," my  friends , I am so happy for your care , may God bless you abundantly. don't get me wrong. I did what God told me to do in your country. your people need that money more. Congolese need peace in the entire country more.... so that they can enjoy  their natural resources. Help us to tell the world about the struggles of our people in East of Drcongo." His friends thanked him for his kindness  and he went back home. August 20/2023

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