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My Journey to a meeting with Denise

It's been a week now since I came back from Burundi. I am getting used to my new world (if I could call it that way). Do you know what excites me the most now? It's when I hit a button on my computer and the Internet opens up right away. I was used to wait for a few hours before the page opens up lol.

I had so much fun in Burundi that now it is hard for me to not think about it all the time, especially when I remember that we did something that has never been done before. It was a pure joy.

I promised to tell you a story about my new friend Denise. I know you have been waiting for that one for a long time. Here it is.

We were busy going out there looking for sponsors, and as I was talking to one of our partners, he suggested that I talk to one business owner who could help. We called him up twice, but he was busy all the time. He suggested I speak to Denise his assistant. So I did. An appointment was booked the next day at 9 AM.

I was there ten minutes before my meeting. I waited for her for about half an hour but she was not there. They told me that she was stuck in traffic (you have no idea how Burundian traffic can be hectic at certain hours). As I had another appointment at 10 O'clock, I had to leave without seeing Denise. However, I left a one page note of the project we were working on as well as my business card.

The next day I called her up so that we could fix another appointment. She was so nice on the phone and we agreed to meet the next day at 9 AM. But before I hung up the phone she just went: “Are you the one who left a note and a business card?” I said yes. Then she said: “I just want to let you know that you are a messenger from God”. I was like what?!!! She just said: “I will explain all of this to you when we meet.

As a messenger from God, I made sure not to be late lol. I also made sure not to have any other appointment that morning.

I spent three hours with Denise and I was blown away. She told me her life story and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. This lady has been a preacher for years and she lives her life by faith. She does not accept to be paid wherever she works. “I just pray and God gives me what I ask for”. She said.

She told me about how she used to live in a tiny room that she did not like. She then prayed asking God to give her a nice and big place, with a nice garden near the lake. Guess what! She now lives in a nice 8 bedroom villa, with a nice garden near the lake (I saw the place later on). Do you know what else? She doesn't even pay the rent and the food is provided as well. How about that!!! Somebody gave that to her as a gift.

She told me dozens of stories and I was blown away by her faith. It was incredible. I was stunned by her stories. After hours of incredible conversation, she then told me why she told me I was a messenger from God (I kind of knew that I was special, but I wanted to hear her version of the story lol).

Denise told me that It had been more than two years that she was praying about Lake Tanganyika. She asked God if He could send people who would save the lake because it was dying (did I tell you that it was exactly the project I was working on?). So, when she saw my note and business card that I left the day before, she knew it was an answer to her two year long prayer. How about that?! She was just waiting to meet the person that God sent for that matter. It happened that the person
She then said to me.”Do not worry about anything. Your project is a noble one, and God will provide everything you need. Because every time that I pray, God always answers to my prayers. So, go in peace and do what you got to do”.

What else could I say after that? I was speechless. When I met my team in the afternoon, I told them what happened to me and they were all stunned.

So, believe me when I say to you that I am special. It am just telling the truth lol

Seriously, what can you say after that? Now Denise is a friend of mine and we are working on a fabulous project. She came up with the idea and I was like “count me in”. It is something that will take a lot of faith, but Denise has some to spare, don't you think?

Moral of the story? Do you want to be sent by God? Just help me save Lake Tanganyika amd I will introduce you to Denise

Always a pleasure

The Journeyman


  1. Wow, this story about Denise inspired me deeply! Her story about finding that dream home and saving the lake has helped me take my faith in God even higher! Thank you Patrick for sharing this beautiful and stunning story!


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