Tewali Mbeera Nene By Pr John | Muyizzi

One harvest season, a terrible drought came. The sun scorched the grass brown. Waswa’s prized cattle began to fall, one by one. His gold lost its shine when there was no water to buy. His barns grew empty. In his despair, he remembered the words of a traveling preacher years ago: "When the wealth is gone, the heart is tested."

"Pastor," Waswa said, his voice dry as the soil. "I want to buy my way into God's favor. I have a few cows left. I have land. Tell me the price. Ndiwa oluwa. I will pay." Tewali Mbeera Nene by Pr John Muyizzi

Waswa decided to visit Pastor John Muyizzi. He found the pastor in a small wooden chapel, praying on his knees. One harvest season, a terrible drought came

For the first time, Waswa’s hardened heart cracked. He fell to his knees not to bargain, but to weep. He realized that the big price he feared losing—his pride, his control, his riches—was never the price of salvation. It was only the weight he had been carrying in vain. His gold lost its shine when there was no water to buy

And as the rains finally came, washing the dust from the hills, Pastor John Muyizzi stood at the pulpit and declared to the congregation: