A team from the Jesus Film Project and their partners came to put on the first screenings of the two movies. Monday they went to a Kabwa village to meet with local church leaders and show the film in their language, and then they repeated the process in a Zanaki village the next day. The Kabwa village, Makutano, is very close to the town where we live (Musoma), so I was able to attend, too!
My teammates and I arrived early in the evening, during the set up for the film. (The team put up a big screen in an open field and hooked up lights, speakers, and projector to a generator.) Nothing was really happening yet, but curious crowds were already starting to gather--particularly kids.
Personal story:
Kids in rural areas, especially, can get excited about a chance to talk with foreigners. They rarely see light-skinned people up close, and they think we're fascinating. The result is often what happened this time: As soon as we stepped out of the car, we were surrounded by a crowd of kids, all pressing in for a good look. Frankly, I don't really enjoy the attention; it's uncomfortable to be people's entertainment just by virtue of my presence. However, on this occasion God gave me the peace to engage these kids and enjoy them, instead of avoiding them and guarding my personal space. They were thrilled that I knew Swahili and could actually converse with them. We just talked about normal stuff, like school, but I hope they were encouraged by someone giving them attention. (I know they were entertained!)
When I mentioned that they were about to see the story of Jesus in their language, the kids were incredulous. I don't think they doubted me; I just think they couldn't fathom what I was saying. After all, there's never been any movie in Kabwa before this!
| Almost ready. The sponsor group gathers for prayer underneath one of the lights. |
Back to the main story:
As the sky dimmed, the film started. The crowd had grown, as you would expect in a location far away from any theater. As the opening music and images played, I could hear the chatter of several hundred interested, excited people. The came my favorite moment of the evening: The narrator's voice--a local voice, speaking in Kabwa--began telling the story. Almost at once, the crowd fell completely silent.
And their rapt attention continued over the course of the whole film.
| People could (and did) watch the film from both sides of the screen. |
Those in charge paused the movie during the crucifixion scene. A Tanzanian pastor took a moment to explain why Jesus was enduring pain and death. Then he asked if anyone in the audience wanted to accept Jesus or needed Jesus' help in their life. Practically everyone in the crowd raised their hands and came for prayer in the name of Jesus. The pastor led them in a prayer and passed out cards to get contact information for the local churches.
The pastor asked the children who raised their hands to stand to one side, and after he prayed with the adults, he led the kids in a prayer of their own. It was a beautiful, simple prayer, asking God to lead the children to know Him more (from wherever they were in their heart journeys).
How wonderful to see so many receptive hearts!
My teammate André Kamphuis returned to that Kabwa village to preach today, by invitation of a local pastor. He heard how people had loved watching the Jesus Film on Monday, and there were new people at the church today. From this church and other churches, we've received reports of people accepting Jesus as their savior after seeing the film, including Muslims! Praise God!
Here are more photos, taken by a teammate with a nice camera. ;)
Curious what the Kabwa language sounds like? You too can watch the film!






















