Matlala Outreach (part2)

Matlala Outreach (part1)

Prayer request

Please pray for Mpo. She is a new lady that came to us for help. We tried to take her to a  Safe house but she was so sick that we took her to a family in Pretoria who will be looking after her.  We shared the Gospel with her and she came to church all by herself. Please pray that she will make the choice to serve Jesus.

Pray for Ramie. She is growing in the Lord! She will be in a christian rehab for 6 months. Please pray that her hunger for the Lord will grow and that she seeks God's word.

Samantha is a very young lady that gave her baby up for foster care. Please pray that the Lord will open the right doors for her as she wants to change her life. She is trying to make contact with the sister to go live with her in Pretoria so that she can still visit her child. Pray that she will realize that only Jesus can help her.

We need more safe houses that can accommodate all the ladies who are making the decision to come off the streets. Please pray with us that more of these homes will open.

We are planning a ladies tea at Coffeehouse on Sunday the 28 of July in the afternoon. We will have a message with some testimonies. Pray that the ladies will come and that they will be open to receive the Word.

Also, Please pray for Sonnika for complete healing. The doctor says that I have chronic bronchitis, that my heart and lungs have enlarged and my blood pressure is staying high. Please pray for me for the strength to continue with this ministry.

Julia’s Story - Update 06.2013

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We took Julia to a safe house where she can find proper health care and have an opportunity to start over. When we went to visit Julia at the safe house she told us how she was experiencing Gods love and favour upon her life. She told us how she was in and out of hospital, and at one stage she thought she was dying but God rescued her and gave her other chance.

Julia is in a process where she is seeking God and trying to understand how one should have a relationship with God. Please pray for a clear understanding of the gospel and for a total healing and deliverance.

Statistics on the ladies of the night outreach

The following statistics are on the prostitute we have build relationship with and ministered to in the year 2012.

• The ladies we reaching out to are abducted from the village's in Kwazulu Natal and Cape Town                                                
• They are between the ages of 16 and 30 although there are some who are older.                                                                      
• All of the ladies we reach out to are addicted to drugs and alcohol                                                                                              
• Last year we manage to build relationship and share the Gospel with 115 ladies excluding the brothel                                     
• We reach out 4 days a week where we meet 30-50 woman each week.                                                                                     
• All the ladies selling their body on the street belong to a pimp and most of them are being watched while waiting for business.

Please pray for wisdom and more opportunity
to minister to these woman.

Insights into Menzi's life

I was born in 1974/18/07 at Etladi clinic Soweto. My grandmother’s name was Pinky but I never saw her. My father was not involved in my life. I grew up with my uncle and aunt. They took me in and I grew up with them and their 9 children. They took me to Harrysmith, Ntabazwe.

It was there that my life became very difficult as I was beaten and abused. I used to wake up in the morning run away and eat at Unilibisa feeding scheme. When I was 12 I mixed with the wrong crowd and started using drugs. We used to steal white people’s clothes and jewelry and sell it to drug dealers. One time we jumped the phone line and went in to steal and I found a gun. When I showed it to one of my friends,  He was so happy. From there on things got worse because we started robbing people.

We did bad things and robbed people and we formed a gang called CMB. I was 14 by then and we used to work for a certain man, stealing people’s cars, robbing soldiers of their guns. The soldiers put out a hit on us to be killed. We ran away with my friend to Soweto. There, we were doing things that shocked the community. We made a lot of money selling cars along with my friend  Gerani. We even stole taxis and fought with a gang called Izinkabi. They came at night attacking and shooting us. We did that for 4 years without getting caught. When I was 18 I started getting injured as my friends and I fought amongst ourselves.  One of my friends shot me in my foot as we fought for money. In 1993 we fought with another gang called Krap and my two friends Kop and Monte Carlo died. We ran out of money and went to Hillbrow. One time we broke in a house to steal a car but unfortunately the owner heard us breaking in. My friend heard him and ran away but I didn’t. He didn’t ask questions, He just opened fire and shot me once but I stood up and ran. He shot again and  I fell but stood up and ran. He shot me 8 times until I couldn’t stand up any more. When I woke up I was in hospital called General being tied and watched by policemen. When my I woke up and came to my senses the first person that came to mind was my girlfriend. I asked her to call a family member by the name Sgonondo. When they came they were three, Sgonondo, Zonobham and Bhubesi. I told them to make a plan for me to get out of hospital. They tied the policeman to the corner in the hospital and locked Him in the toilet. They  took me to another Hospital in Randfontein. In Randfontein there was not much policeman presence so I started the life of crime again. For me there was no other way to live. That is the only life I knew.  Things went sour there so I came to Pretoria. When I came here I came to a new surrounding that I was not familiar with. So I asked some people if there were any shelters here and they said there’s one place they know called Koffiehuis. I came to Koffiehuis and I was surprized that the people that were serving us were white people. In my history I thought that white people were people only to steal from but  I was surprised that they were serving us.I had never seen that before. But unfortunately I started hanging out with the people that were sleeping on the streets and drank alcohol and smoked a lot. I couldn’t go a day without smoking. As time went by I kept on coming to Koffiehuis to eat and receive teachings from them. It came to a point where I got tired of the life I was living and gave my life to Christ. I am happy to say that I am a child of God. I found a job working in a bar in the inner city. However, it was difficult for me as the owner mistreated me, and hated my faith. He also wanted me to lift heavy stuff and my back was still sore from the gun shots that were fired at me. So I left and am working piece jobs here and there. It is difficult for me because sometimes I am tempted to go back to the life of drinking and smoking. But God is helping me now. The little money I have I send back home in KZN to help my kids and my uncle. Life is difficult but I’m happy now as I have God in my life. I would like to have my own business of selling food on the streets. But I need gas, pots, chairs and a tent and a a place to stay. 

As you read John testimony please pray with us for funds to be able to send him to a mission training, where he will be further be disciple and also find a clear direction for the further:

JOHN MOROKA’S TESTIMONY

I. Childhood and life
before Christ:

I was born in Elissras, South Africa. My mum is Esther, 38 years old, and my step father William, 32. My real father was Thomas, who passed away in 2005. In 2010 my step father told me that he was not going to provide food for me anymore.   There was no love, protection and hope at home.

I stole my father R300 and decided to find a better life in the city of Pretoria. I quickly discover that life in the city was not as I imagined.

I was homeless, jobless and had no food. Overnight I became a street kid and I had to learn how to survive.  

I started distributing some flyers from Monday to Saturdays and got paid 350 for that.

Together with my two friend, whom also distributed flyer with me. We could rent a room in one of the dilapidated buildings. After 4 months of staying at Shurbat they closed down the building.

Once again I was back on the streets sleeping in parks for almost a year.

II. Encounter with Christ, a closer walk with Him

Nyepa showed me ´The Coffee House’ on December the 14th 2011. There I started to hear the gospel and to understand about Jesus´ love for me. I stopped smoking and stealing and said to myself: “I´m tired of this life doing bad things. Let me give my life to Jesus!” One of the volunteers at ´The Coffee House´, Lassie, started to teach me there about The Bible and Jesus with different programmes by March and April 2012. I started to go to the Cornerstone church with him. Carlos one of the coffee house workers, started a discipleship road with me around July 2012 to help me understand who Jesus is, who am I and what the purpose of my life is as I learn to study the Bible.

III. Present and future with Jesus:

´The Coffee House’ leaders saw a change in my character and attitudes and valued my willingness to help. They let me started to work as a volunteer and to stay Wendy house. “I feel that I am in a new world. I´d like to learn music: how to play the guitar and the piano and to worship Jesus with instruments. Please pray for me;   One of my dream is to go for a mission training to learn how to reach out to people and know about God I´m going to a shelter. I hope I can learn there and be equipped to serve God.

Julia’s Story

On the 6 March 2013 around 9am while doing our staff devotion a 30 year lady named Julia’s arrived at the coffee House dirty, sticking of alcohol and with a head injury.

Julia’s is originally from Malawi, both her parents died when she was a little girl. When she was growing up, she was passed from one family to another. 

When she got the opportunity to come to SA she thought this is a beginning of a new life for her. And for a while she was living the life she always hope for. She got job as a domestic worker but after 8 month of worker for her boss. They told her that they are leaving Johannesburg and that she no longer will have a job.

For 3 month she was jobless and had no hope in a foreign country. Her Malawian friend who offered her a place to stay introduce her to her pimp. She now was  physically abused, using drug and sold her body to keep the pimp happy.

We took Julia in and is now on the process of healing and restoration.

Please pray for her to find salvation and total deliverance and healing.

Tebogo’s Story
SEVEN TIMES MORE ALIVE THAN OTHERS
By: Carlos Andrés Montañez

Despite his difficult life, Tebogo Mpufane from Rustenburg is a living miracle: due to different life circumstances he ended up contaminated with HIV /AIDS and has survived without ARV´s (Anti Retro Virals)! For a normal person with HIV /AIDS a count of CD4 White blood cells below 125,000 will be deadly. Well, Tebogo has a count over 889,000 just drinking vitamins!!

He never knew his father until he came back from Umkhonto weSizwe (MK), an armed wing of the African National Congress (ANC) in 1995. According to Tebogo this army changed and destroyed his father! When his father came back was drunk almost all the time and abused his mum, Tebogo and his two sisters verbally and physically. He eventually ended up abusing sexually all his daughters as well as his wife.   

Tebogo finished his matric in 1997. In 1998 he came to Pretoria and studied for an Information Technology Diploma at Tshwane University of Technology. He couldn't finish his studies because of lack of finance during his second year. Then he started looking for a job. In 2000 he worked at a pizza restaurant for 9 months and then went back to Rustenburg again.  There he had to take care of his mother who was very sick. In this time he did small jobs that he could find close to home. Since then his mum was always in the hospital and in 2010 after Tebogo's mother died his father committed suicide! 

He always heard about God around Him but started his own journey towards Him as he moved away from home. His family was scattered after both their parents´ death:  Marcia, who is 29 years old, started hanging out with the wrong crowds, drinking and misbehaving because she couldn't handle the fact of both her parents dying. She told her aunt that she was coming to Pretoria to look for Tebogo, but he's sure that was a lie... He hasn't heard anything from or of her ever since. No one knows where she is. He desperately wants to find her! 

His other sister, Precious, is 36 years old. She came also to Pretoria and studied at the same University Tebogo did. She studied production management and finished her course but she's struggling after having three miscarriages. He doesn't really know where she is. They've always fought a lot, and so their relationship isn't very good. 

In 2011 Tebogo came to Pretoria and found a job in Centurion. He left the job, because he felt that he was treated wrongly, unfairly. In 2012 he started volunteering at different NGO's so he could maybe find his sister. He quit smoking in April 2012.  
During his time working with Christian NGO´s he seriously understood God´s love in Jesus and committed his life to Him.  By December 2012 he was living in a small flat with a guy who had MDR - TB (the most dangerous, strongest form of tuberculosis) and he never got sick despite his condition!!  Tebogo could not pay his monthly rend and was homeless sleeping in front of the police station for several months. 

Tebogo got to know about ´The Coffee House´ through other people on the streets and came to us during the last months, showing a sound mind, a clear and supernatural testimony of God´s healing and caring and a willingness to improve in his life.   He is very keen to share with people of all ages, especially teenagers about God´s plan and design for sexuality and life in general. He wants young people not to make the same mistakes he made and to come to Jesus. 

By God´s grace We manage to find a shelter for Tebogo where he is now staying and he was privileged to find a job.

Charlene Story

Charlene was born and raised in Cape Town, but because of her parents’ addictions, she had to grow up in a children’s home. While in the children home she became very rebellious and was a difficult teen.

During her visits to one of her family members, she came in contact with her mother, who trafficked her and later introduce her to drugs and made her sell her body to men. Charlene became an expert in drug and prostitution trade and one day decided to flee from her mom’s control and became her own boss.

One of her clients fell in love with her and decided to marry her, provide her basic needs and drugs. During the marriage Charlene had convert from Christian religion to Islam religion. Her name had to change to Phatima (Islam name) and had to live according to the Islam regulations.

While married to her Muslim husband, she gave birth to a daughter. But because of her drug addiction, she neglected her daughter and ended up being divorced by her husband. She then became homeless and jobless. She was forced to go back to her old lifestyle. She then got married a guy who used to smoke crack and cocaine like her. But during this marriage she was abused a lot. And decided to leave the marriage and went to her old lifestyle again. From there her life went from bad to worse. By chance she got an odd job at a shop that was owned by an old single man. She seduced the old man to marry her for security purposes; the old man encouraged her to seek help. She was lucky enough to get government rehabilitation centre program.

During the rehabilitation she fell in love with a guy who was at the same centre with her. Charlene and new boyfriend left the program and ended up homeless and addicted to heroin.

For the past 3 months Charlene has been begging us to please help her. At first we were very hesitant, because we know her history of instability. We took Carlene to one of the rehabilitation centre. She was only there a week and decides to live the program because she misses her boyfriend.

Please pray that God will totally and completely set Carlene free from the drugs and all her past hurts.