Over the past 24 hours, many wonderful yet not so wonderful things have happened. After arriving in Kigali, Rwanda, I was told by the ALARM-Rwanda team that they would be driving me to the Rwanda/Congo border. Being hand delivered was awesome news and a great provision God provided unexpectedly! I had understood I would be taking a bus to the border, which I had given/released to God many times throughout the past month! Meanwhile, if you are not familiar with the buses in Africa, then you should know that they drive much faster then should ever be advised or allowed, and they make people jump and cars veer for safety as they pass. This was definitely a worry of mine, but a situation I was putting into the Lord’s hands. Needless to say, God provided and I was spared the new (and really unwanted) experience of riding the local bus to the border.
The car ride from Kigali to Goma is one of the most beautiful drives I have ever seen. Traveling throughout the Land of a Thousand Hills is such a special opportunity and the views are absolutely breathtaking. After the 3 hour car ride, we rounded one last curve and saw Lake Kivu in its magnificent beauty and size in the near distance. Knowing that the border was just minutes away made my heart smile.
After spending time in Goma last January, I am familiar with the area but still have much to learn and experience. Never did I imagine I would be back so soon. Once arriving at the border, it still amazes me how taking a few short steps through what I like to call “no man’s land”, the neutral zone between Rwanda and DR Congo (about 50 feet), life changes drastically. Rwanda is a country that is like no other country I have visited in Africa. It is incredibly clean with no trash on the ground, cars drive the speed limit and people live by rules and regulations which provides for a more calm, consistent and safe environment. Life seems to be much more orderly than other countries. However, once you cross the border all things seem to change.
As I was waiting in Rwanda, I saw the ALARM-Congo team approaching with huge smiles and arms wide open! It was so wonderful to see my friends again and to have this opportunity to serve with them once more in their country. After crossing “no man’s land”, the Congelese border control did not have the same embracing welcome I received from the ALARM team. They looked at my visa, which I received from the Congo Embassy in Burundi just days before, and was denied entry. Yes...that was it.
After speaking in length with the border control, we were advised to go to the Immigration Office right inside Goma city limits...yes, we were told to go into DR Congo while leaving my passport at the border yet still being denied entry?! Of course, this did not feel right nor make any sense. Well, it did not settle well with the Immigration Office either. We were sent back to the border, shortly thereafter I was handed my passport (which was a welcome relief), yet told to leave the country immediately.
After returning to Rwanda and making a temporary “home” on the curb of the border control office of Rwanda, Theophile (Pastoral Director for ALARM-Congo) and I placed the situation into God’s hands and believed His will to be done. Meanwhile, the ALARM-Rwanda team had already been gone for a good 1 1/2 hours and were well on their way back to Kigali. They were called and asked to turn around, thinking that I was going to have to return to Kigali with them. The remainder of the ALARM-Congo team waited to speak with the Immigration Director and after quite a while were able to plead my case. Yes, $250 later and almost 6 hours of waiting in Rwanda, just steps from the border, I was allowed entry into DR Congo. God is good and prevailed!
I am humbled and strengthened by the fact that God’s hands orchestrate every moment of our lives. He is always near and is ever so faithful. Believing fully that He was going to provide the right outcome, even though I did not know what that outcome was going to be. I was sad at the thought of coming this far and not be able to spend the next 2 weeks working with my Congelese friends, but I also believed in and prayed for God’s will to be done (whatever that might be). For the Lord to open the doors He wanted open and to close the doors that were not right to walk through. I do not know what this time in DR Congo will entail, however, I do know that it is God’s will for me to be here. He heard the cries and answered. Praise God!
Lastly, we were told that the officer who denied me access was going to be arrested the following morning. This was my second time to enter DR Congo and it was my second time to have a problem. Yes, both times this gentleman was the one who helped me and both times he asked for a bribe. The situation makes me very angry and frustrated, however, on the other hand it makes me very sad because of the prevalent corruption in this area. The Congelese people have to deal with this corruption on a daily basis and there are many who suffer because of the unfair treatment. When will it change?
“The God of peace will soon crush Satan under your feet.
The grace of our Lord Jesus be with you.”
~ Romans 16:20