The day we let a terrorist hold our kids
Around 10 years ago my wife and I met a man called Stephen Lungu. He came to preach at our church in Brussels. Stephen Lungu had an amazing story. Tragically beaten by his father and then abandoned by his mother aged 7, he grew up on the streets of Zimbabwe where he was involved in drugs, gangs and crime. He had two knives and he used to mark a notch on his knife for each person he had stabbed. He was an angry young man.
One day he and his gang, known as
the “Black Shadows” decided to throw petrol bombs into a Christian meeting that
had set up a tent in his town. They came into the tent and sat at the back.
Just ready to give the signal to cause mayhem, Stephen was held back, first by
the sound of a beautiful girl’s voice who was singing a Christian song, and
then from a preacher who spoke of how we have all done wrong, but how we can be
forgiven by Jesus Christ and his death on the cross.
There and then he called out to
Jesus Christ for help, becoming a Christian at the very meeting he was
attempting to bomb. You can read his story in the fascinating book, “Out of the
Black Shadows” (get in touch if you’d like a free copy) or type “Stephen Lungu My Story” into
youtube for a 10min video.