Worship

The vast majority of Zambians are Christians, so on Sunday morning there ain't a whole lot going on besides church, church and more church. Although Siavonga is a small town there are a number of churches and denominations to choose from.

Munjongo Namuyamba, in addition to being a driving force behind the creation of the Namumu Orphanage Centre, has also been a key player in raising up the Presbyterian Church of Siavonga. With a membership of around 50 people the Presbyterian Church is young but growing. 

The building ain't much to look at. An entire section of the concrete wall is missing (you know when the Kool-Aid man bursts through and says, "Oh yeah!"?...yeah, like that). The floor is concrete with dirt here and there. The pews are wooden benches that rise no more than a foot off the ground. But man oh man you should see that place rockin' on a Sunday morning.

The services are long and your butt gets sore, but it is a powerful experience. It's not altogether different from the services I've experienced my whole life at Crestwood Presbyterian Church. Munjongo delivers the sermon. They pray. They recite creeds. They sing. They sing a lot.

The singing is unbelievable. No instruments. No background music. Different groups of around 5-10 people get up and harmonize like you would not believe. It's beautiful.

One Namumu resident, Malaki (right), stepped in as the guest preacher once or twice. He would read a verse and deliver a 5 to 10 minute sermon to the entire congregation. He is 12 years old.

God is working in Siavonga. No doubt about it.