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The coincidence of Gideon
That year my dad George Mudenyo, a quiet yet very inquisitive man was filled with the joy of having found a new and reliable friend Jesus Christ. That year, he was thanking God, he was filled with the hope of the new journey in Christ and determined to read the Bible from page to page, he stuck with Gideon the judge of Israel. He was puzzled by the working of God through this young man Gideon. That night he realized my mother was carrying a child. He shouted we now have Gideon, the savior of his brothers and the servant of God.

Soon it was time, and they celebrated the birth of their 7th son, in this family where they only wanted four kids. That son was me, they had no problem with the name because Gideon will save his brothers, a dream of my father that was going to become my destiny.

The inspiration of my father to preaching
My father, a preacher of their time, jealously protected me to guard his dream of having a preacher in me. At an early age, he bought me the Bible, took me for missions, and taught me what sacrifice for God really means. He admonished me to share everything well with people and not to withhold any word that would save a soul from anyone.

Soon there was a passion to share the mysteries of God with others. I mimicked all the preachers I could remember, I was always looking for an opportunity to minister to others just at a young age, both in school, playgrounds, and church Sunday school. Remembering our risen Lord Jesus as a man who was filled with compassion always desiring to help people. I wanted to reach everyone, and the passion was within me. I discovered that the work of the Lord requires people with zealous hearts. A person who will be willing to go and do regardless of the obstacles. The word of God in Isaiah hit me so hard “Whom Shall I send?” I quickly got up and went to serve God. It is the moment I felt God was giving so much, the audience was localized, and I had to minister beyond where I could physically reach. D.G. Barnhouse wrote, “And sometimes, when we open the pages of the books of our libraries, we will find a living sentence spoken by someone whose body has been mouldering in the grave for centuries, and we are warmed by the words and feel our oneness with him over the years.” That is when the passion for writing stroked in, I want to speak even if I am called home by my God. I want people to get the word I am sharing all my years even if am not present at the time.

At the age of 22, my mentor advised me not to publish
Like I have always told people, passion for doing it is like the fire in the bones. When there is a fire in the bones, then there is legacy. When there is a fire in the bones, a man, though dead, “still speaks” as recorded in Heb. 11:4. At the age of 22 years, I felt it was time to do it. I had some manuscripts on prayer. I had my ministry mentor and wanted him to go through and advise. I felt the setback when he exhorted me not to publish. That was hard, I sought out the reasons why I should not. His answer was not pleasing “You are young” was his answer. I thought within me, writing is not easy, I have struggled to compile this, Why tell me I am young? He slowly and in love explained to me. His advice was to use my youthful energy to research.

The man was like, you are growing up, God is giving you more. He went on “You are stabilizing on matters of doctrine at and one point you may need to change your views on some matters” He reminded me that the matters of faith is not a science that will strictly follow on the formulas, it will be convictions based on logic and reason. He insisted I carefully research, closely follow ministers and read more books.

It was my turn to write
Sixteen years later when it was time to write, I appreciated that I did not write but carefully researched. This deeply led me into researching issues that choke the church, and I need to help them. As an author, I have made a choice not to serve God out of duty but serve out of delight, helping the ministers make the proper choice in their service, and help them establish worthy life-giving ministries.

David said, “My heart was hot within me; while I was musing (meditating), the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue” (Psal. 39:3). While David was ‘musing’ – meditating, turning the words of God over in his mouth, causing his lips to speak – it set his heart burning and that is exactly what happened to me, that the things God gives me, the things I meditate upon should be preserved in books and help the coming generation, so should you do the same and let us affect our generation and the coming generations with our writings. Pulpits may not accommodate all of us, but the books will.

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