And as the rains finally came, washing the dust from the hills, Pastor John Muyizzi stood at the pulpit and declared to the congregation:
Waswa decided to visit Pastor John Muyizzi. He found the pastor in a small wooden chapel, praying on his knees. Tewali Mbeera Nene by Pr John Muyizzi
"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." And as the rains finally came, washing the
"Waswa," the pastor said softly, "you have been asking the wrong question. You keep asking, 'Mbeera ya ki?' — 'What is the price?' But God is not a market stall. You cannot bargain with the Creator." And as the rains finally came