MINISTER DOTTY AND THE ANGELS

God works through people to help people. I share this with clear conscience only to exhort, encourage and thank them that did in secrecy publicly. I have no shame to say I am a better person because of allowing yourself to be used by God on my Journey. Those who don't know where Rhema got me may not agree that I am better, But those who know will totally agree. I know am not yet there , for God wants us to do more and that I am still on the Journey is no doubt. Like Paul, by grace of God, I have learnt to abound both in adversity and in plenty. My prayer for you, the angels, is always that: may God refresh you according to proverbs 11:25.

My story of  Dotty and the angels:

With My dear wife Josephine

“Yes Pastor Mutashe” She said in response to my call.

“How is our family?” she asked

“In school here you are taught faith practice it.” She answered after I had presented my case to her.

Minister Dotty

There I am, it is on Saturday evening some 24 hours after the dateline for payment of fees for Module E. I don’t have even food for my family, business is at its lowest with all the sales made, going into payment of a shylock, who lend me money when my sickler sister in-law who I am the guardian was hospitalized. I can barely afford two meals for my family. My sons are at home due to school fees arrears. I am asking myself if I made mistake joining bible school.

I decide to call Dottie our school admin to share my predicament of not being able to raise the fees for that module. She hangs the phone after reminding me we are taught faith in school.

Sunday I try all I could in-vain. The little I get I decide to send back my kids to school, My wife advises me to go to school and plead with the admin, God will provide. I wrestle with her advice until around 9 am when classes are supposed to be starting am still in the shop hoping that somebody would walk in miraculously and change my situation.

At around 9:10am I reluctantly take my bike, which has no enough fuel. So I decide to take the only 200/= we had sold that morning and start journey the school in Westlands from Kawangware. A few kilometers to westlands the fuel is depleted, I put worth 100/=. I am safe because I have 100/= in the pocket and with enough fuel to take me back home. Just like 500meters from the petrol station, the one of the tyres go flat. I have to push the bike for another like 2km to get the fundi. I only have 100/= and when he checks the tyre to repair, he tells me the tyre is finished and so I need a new tyre and tube as the tube had several punctures already. In the pocket I only have 100/= when the total cost is more than 2500/=. Its now almost 10:30am and I am yet to reach school, with a flat tyre that is irreparable with only 100/= in the pocket.  God gives me courage and I face this fundi that I had never talked to or even repaired my bike there before. I tell him the truth that I have 100/= and am going to class and am already late with two and half hours. The guy says he has an old tyre and tube but I need to have 500/=. I tell him it’s ok let him put I will pay him the following day but today I will give him 100/=. He miraculously agrees without any hustle, to trust me.

Phew one hurdle solved. So after repair I really wrestling with whether I should go to school or go back home and look for money. But every time I thing of going to class my heart is more at peace than going back home. So am like I just need to go show myself then I go back since after all I am late and I don’t have the fees even single cent. By that time my pocket is totally dry.

I reach at school, untidy, tired and hungry, if you have pushed a motorbike on flat tyre you will know what I mean.

The third lesson is almost halfway, I knock on Dottie’s door. “Pastor Mutashe you have come.” She says. I am speechless until she asked : “how can I help?” I told her I have come in faith, if she can allow me in class I will try to pay something in the cause of the week. Dottie by mercy of God did not say anything other than, because you believe go in class and let’s see what God will do. So I enter the class which was some few minutes to break. During break time, I am not even concentrating and I did not even go for break out as am  sited on that chair I am recounting the day’s events and I can’t imagine I am in class, my motorbike is repaired and fueled. But wait..... God has just started …. The last class starts and I thank God because I am slowly encouraging myself in the Lord. One thing I am sure about won’t happen and I don’t want to even think about it, is having launch despite constant reminders from the pangs of hunger in my stomach. Its lunch break I see Dotty walk in immediately before people went out for lunch and she is directly coming towards me. I am worried; maybe she has changed her mind. But in her hand she has receipts; she gives one to one sister then hands over to me one with a heartwarming smile. I am like maybe it’s a mistake. I take closer look and it’s my name. The receipt is reading 17500/= HALLELUJAH!!! so I only have a balance of 250/= to finish my fees.

The selfie I took in the toilet very happy man.

I rushed to the toilet and cried tears of joy.  I remember taking a selfie through the mirror; I was now very happy, walking with my head up. I decided to roll down into the ground floor and just thank God for the day this far. Hunger is gone I no longer now even feel it. Immediately I land on ground floor I meet Pastor Gatende on his way from basement car park and as usual he is smiling”…Pastor twende Lunch”.  I end up have a very nice meal of chicken stew with Ugali, and crown it all with a cup of tea. PRAISE GOD!!!!. Come on brethren Isaiah, 55:1 is manifesting before me in a bright daylight. In the morning I had zero but by evening I have spend over 18k not from my pocket!!. The 200/= I took from my cash box has gone. I have a better tyre on my bike. I have my fees paid. I  had good lunch…Ingokho!!! All this with an empty wallet, surely God is good.

You know what? That time I never told anybody, Mmmm maybe Pastor Abel for at times I could ride with him home on my bike and while on my bike I can be talkative… ask him J. So after lunch am back in class a very happy man and full of faith in God and for the first time I realize I have changed seats in this module. I am not seating where I sat the last so many modules, I did not even carry my notebook and throughout the other one and a half classes I attended that day I did not write any notes.

In the evening I am at the ground floor to pick my bike and Pastor Abel says, Papa, Khutsia? Meaning papa, will we go together. And this happy man is Yes yes. While on our way pastor Abel offers to fuel the motorbike and he voluntarily does for 200/=. Hallelujah!! Now this is another miracle because I did not know how I would raise enough money to pay the shylock, who normally came for her money every evening, and for the tyre I got from fundi leave alone fuel for the following day.

Brethren My faith had never been tasted like this before. I saw God work miracles before my own eyes and in the evening back home more miracles because the following day I was able to pay the fundi.

What a mighty God we serve brethren. Dotty, you adamantly and politely refused to tell me who and how my fee was paid. I know you meant good. I had regular fees problems but you kept on encouraging me. Many are the times when some of my balances were also cleared in earlier modules with up to date unknown people (angels). God bless you! Or are you the angel? I know in heaven I will know, because all secrets will be plain…hehehehe. The angels who listened to God’s prompting and allowed Him to be used to pay my fees God bless you, You are forever part of my success. For sure it’s because of you I can strongly say I have seen God work in my life. I am sure I could have not attended the evening class that day and maybe even missed that module all together if it were not for you. I can strongly say the angelic ministry is true. I have experienced even more angelic ministry while in the mission field here in Uganda. God is working and he is working through people. So many lives are being destroyed because people have refused to listen to the leading of the spirit. So many families have broken because someone has not responded or has ignored the spirit prompting. I bless the Lord because of your strong but scriptural reply to me to apply what I learn, my sister Dotty. Thank you I saw and am seeing God do great and mighty things I cannot explain.

The truth is that God is able, willing and faithful to do that which he has promised. Trust him in every situation, it works!!