King Nebuchadnezzar ordered everyone to bow down to a golden image. But Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego refused because they would worship God alone.
The king became furious and ordered them to be thrown into a blazing furnace. They knew God could save them, but they also made it clear that they would remain faithful even if He did not.
“Our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from it.”
- Daniel 3:17
The king looked into the furnace and saw not three, but four men walking around in the fire. God was with them, and they came out without being burned.
Their faith reminds us that following God doesn’t mean we will never face the fire. It means we don’t face it alone...
I have been sampling churches like a man looking for a wife, and I have finally settled on the Catholic church in my village, Kingeero.
The church is old. When it rains, you have to choose whether to listen to the homily or move your chair away from the leaking roof.
Even the walls look like they are holding on through prayer alone.
Two weeks ago, Padre announced a fundraiser to rebuild it.
“Bring whatever God has blessed you with,” he said. “If you sell tomatoes, bring tomatoes. If you run a hardware shop, bring nails or iron sheets. Whatever you have, bring it.”
Today, people arrived carrying cash, tomatoes, cement, nails and roofing sheets.
Then we saw a coffin at the church entrance.
Everybody stopped. In Kingeero, we do not hold funerals on Sundays.
So whose emergency was this?
Someone spotted Irungu WaBeth, our village coffin maker, sitting quietly in the corner.
People began looking at him as if he had brought a menu to a wedding.
But Padre had said, “Bring whatever God has blessed you with.”
Well, God had blessed Irungu with coffins. 😭
After Mass, the auction began. Tomatoes went. Cement went. Iron sheets went.
Finally, Irungu dragged his coffin to the front.
The entire church fell silent.
Even the people who usually cough through the service recovered instantly.
Then Irungu’s friend Kimani stood up.
“I offer KSh 15,000. I’m buying the coffin for Padre.”
Padre sprang up so fast his chair nearly followed him.
“KSh 20,000!” he shouted. “I’m buying it for Mama Karanja, the CWA chairlady.”
Mama Karanja stood up holding her chest.
“Padre, I am still very much alive! KSh 30,000. Let the Catechist have it!”
The Catechist looked at her like he was about to remove her from the prayer group.
He immediately offered more money and passed it to someone else.
That coffin travelled around the church faster than the collection basket.
Every new bid was made on behalf of a person who was absolutely not ready to receive it. 😂
Finally, one wealthy elder stood up.
“KSh 100,000,” he said. “I’m buying the coffin for Irungu WaBeth.”
Irungu accepted his coffin, loaded it up and took it straight back to his shop at Kingeero Shopping Centre, smiling all the way.
The man people laughed at raised the most money for the church, kept his stock, and went home without spending a shilling.
Bring whatever God has blessed you with, Padre said. Irungu listened carefully. 😂
But there is a lesson in it too: the very thing people look down on you for may be what God uses to lift you up.