The Macedonian Man

A very good morning to you, I greet you in Jesus' precious name - it is Tuesday morning, 23rd August 2022, and this is your friend Angus Buchan with a thought for today. If we go to the Book of Acts in the New Testament:

“And a vision appeared to Paul in the night. A man of Macedonia stood and pleaded with him, saying, “Come over to Macedonia and help us.”

“Come over to Macedonia and help us.”

Acts 16:9

Just before that, a few verses before, they were categorically told by the Holy Spirit not to preach in the region of Asia but Paul had a vision in the night of a man pleading with them to come over to Macedonia and help them. You will see it in verse 10 - the Bible tells us and immediately (I love that) they prepared to go. Now, that happened to us, in 2018 in the month of March, we had a clear call to hold a prayer meeting in Cape Town for rain. Not just to Cape Town but we were told to go directly to Mitchell’s Plain, one of the poorest, most violent areas in our nation.  

God identified a young man of peace, a social worker and a man of God, Ashley. Not a man of great influence, he wasn’t the Governor of the provence, he wasn’t a multimillionaire but he was a young man and he was working with drug addicts, alcoholics, prostitutes and broken people - and he was our Macedonia man. We went to a city that was literally dying of thirst and by raw, undiluted faith in Jesus Christ, He performed a great miracle, one that I personally will never forget. We spoke to one of the largest crowds in the history of the Western Province. We saw people kneeling in the sand dunes, amongst the shanty towns - We saw revival. We saw, with our naked eyes, the Glory of God manifest. Out of the poverty, pain and the shame, we saw the flower of Cape Town emerge. And then in the middle of the meeting, what happened? Yes, it started to rain! Oh folks, do what God tells you to do.

A lady wrote us a letter a few months ago, another 'Macedonian'. That lady said in her letter, three times: “Please, please, please, come to Krugersdorp and help us because they have called this town of ours, 'Devilsdorp'.” What a terrible, terrible name! There is so much pain, so much spiritual poverty, so much hunger. Well, I want to tell you, we are going there on the 24th September and we are going to change that name from Devilsdorp to Jesusdorp forever!

Come, please and help us, help us to see revival that will start in that place and who knows? It might be the match that will change the future of our beloved nation.

Jesus bless you and have a wonderful day.
Goodbye.