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- The Bedtime Story Continued from the Slim Briefcase page
It was a dark place. Everyone was nervous, even Omar's brother, Ali. As we slowly wandered the streets of this remote African village, our captain would disappear now and then into a small thatched roof hut or stop to talk quietly with one of the elders of the village. We just tried to be as friendly as usual and waved and smiled to everybody. Smiles broke out most everytime we smiled big or said something in Swahili. If I said I was just uncomfortable, that would be like trying on my jeans from high school and saying that they were a tad tight. We needed to get out of there and so that’s what we did.
Later that night, back at Mike’s Camp, Omar, the Islamic prophet and angel, and I talked for about 5 hours until after midnight about God, nature and the moon and about how a person can have strong supernatural peace and inexpressible joy and a deep love in their life that is beyond understanding, even during storms. I knew that if Omar were to ever start that close friendship with God, there would be a huge shake up in that region because everyone knows and respects and listens to him.
I finally said goodnight and went to our thatched roof hut to go to bed and found Suzette praying. We talked for a bit and then I fell asleep. She didn't. After about 45 minutes, Suzette shook me hard awake and said, “We need to pray RIGHT NOW!!! There was thick blackness in the room like we had never experienced. No light whatsoever. We could no longer even see our hands in front of our faces or the stars through the entire wall of big glassless windows. There was a heavy evil presence all around us.
We prayed and rebuked the spirits as best as we knew how. I mean, we threw it all out there. “You leave now! You have no rights! Get away from us! In Jesus name I throw, cast, kick, punch, order you out of here!” I mean, we left no Christian phrase unused. And since we could text from there, but didn’t have internet, we sent texts to family and friends to pray for our protection. And after about 2 hours the darkness lifted and we could see the stars through the big huge window holes again. And that wonderful peace returned.
I know this sounds like crazy talk to some, but I'm just telling you what happened. Surely there could be an explanation for all of the blackness, even though it was dry season and there was not a cloud in the sky and the stars shone brightly. But there was a heaviness in our spirits and we sensed an unmistakable strong evil. Now I’m not a highly emotional sensationalist, but I witnessed what I witnessed and we are happy I’m able to write you this story today.
As soon as we got back to Lamu, I checked the Department of State’s Travel warnings for the area and found that they strongly advised against any travel to Lamu County because of the terrorist killings and kidnappings of Al-Shabaab. Lesson learned. Always check the Department of State’s website for travel warnings even though friends say you’ll love it.