Tanzania: The havoc wreaked by false teachers

But there were also false prophets among the people, even as there will be false teachers among you, who will secretly bring in destructive heresies, even denying the Lord who bought them, and bring on themselves swift destruction. (2 Peter 2:1)

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This gospel is killing Africa


Obnoxious. Shameful.

Those two words describe the sounds emanating from a tent made from tree limbs and an old blue UN tarp some 200 meters from our house. A few gospel shysters are hawking salvation at 100 decibels. No kidding. With a generator, an amplifier, and a few speakers cranked all the way up, they’re blowing Sweya out with a different gospel. Picture walking into a club with booming music and deejay shouting in rhythm over all the noise. That’s what it sounds like…from the inside of our house.

I think today is the third day.

It’s beyond sad.

This morning they prayed from 5:00 to 6:30 over the speakers. During one ten minute stretch, not five seconds passed without a “in the name of Jesus” sprinkled in there (I counted). That’s hard to do. And that was indicative of the entire prayer. I’ve don’t recall ever hearing so many words say so little.

From 6:30 until I left for Shadi at 8, they had really loud and tacky canned music.

Kara said the preaching and music was on and off all day long.

When I returned around 5:45 pm, they were preaching. It’s now 8:30 pm and someone just mercifully pulled the plugged on their generator. I’m hoping they just didn’t run out of petrol and have sent someone to the corner store to pick up a few more liters. It would be nice to go to bed without them bloviating in my ear.

Yesterday I walked down the street to check them out. There were about 50-100 people in and around the tent. Three or four people were standing in front ranting and raving about making someone’s legs the same length. Next came someone who couldn’t speak. The preachers kept shoving the microphone in her mouth, but she never uttered a word. While all this was going on, kids were playing and fighting with each other. Adults were shooting the breeze as if nothing out of the ordinary were happening.

For these preachers, salvation was all about physical healing, financial gain, and binding Satan. NOT ONE shred of Scripture was read or quoted for all the hours that I was force-fed their trash. The words sin and forgiveness never crossed their lips. Not even once. The one time I heard Christ’s death and resurrection mentioned was in connection with freedom from physical pain. Nothing about dying in our place, for our sin. Neither was anything mentioned about new life in Christ. Think about that. Claiming to be an evangelist, preaching for hours every day, and not once mentioning any of these things.

Pastor Paulo sent me a text at 5 this morning asking if I could hear all the confusion. He’s the guy that’s got to clean all this mess up in the village, along with the rest of the Sweya believers. The false teachers will move on, leaving a train wreck of confused people in their wake.

HT: Dave Doran: Heretics without Borders

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