There's no place like home

Mt. Hood signals we're almost home.

As the airplane nears Dulles International at Washington, D.C., one can’t help but feel joy at returning to one’s home soil.

And when familiar Mt. Hood comes into sight, one really gets the feeling that there’s no place like home – and soon we’ll be home to our own familiar beds.

Our Mission to South Africa has come to an end. We’ve made new friends, formed new relationships, received and imparted blessings to others.

But, it’s really only a beginning. God seems to have a special calling for the Oregon Adventist Men’s Chorus that touches lives in a way no other can. This was evident as stories were shared during the journey home and we reflected on the past two weeks on the African continent.

Looking to the future, there’s talk of uniting our three choruses – American, Romanian and South African – for a tour of France and parts of Europe in 2014. Nothing is set in stone yet, but it appears to be the direction God is leading us at the moment.

So some are not home yet. They’ve chosen to extend their time in South Africa to visit game parks or take other adventures. Others are visiting friends and family in Europe – Romania, Germany and France.

And we still have stories to share here in this space from the journey. As we get back to our busy lives here at home, we’ll continue to post stories and pictures as we’re able and as we receive them.

All the while, we’ll remember the heavenly purpose we serve. We’re here temporarily on this earthly journey – there’s really no place like the home our Heavenly Father is now preparing for us.

Let not your heart be troubled; 
you believe in God, believe also in Me. 

In My Father’s house are many mansions;
if it were not so, I would have told you. 
I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare a place for you, 
I will come again and receive you to Myself; 
that where I am, there you may be also.

- John 14 

Picture Link - Thursday August 9th

Here are some more great pictures provided by Rick Pummel. Rick said on his Facebook page that the final concert on Sabbath evening was wonderful.

Most everyone should be on there way back by now. May God provide them with safe travels and bring them all safely home to us.

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Thursday, August 9, Durban sightseeing and concert in cathedral

Picture Links - August 6-8

Happy Sabbath Everyone!

Having these pictures and reading the stories on the blog makes us feel as if we are there with them. Thank you Rick Pummel, for all the pics you're taking and providing. Here are three more links to picture galleries on Rick's Facebook page. Just click the picture to be taken to the gallery for that day.

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Monday August 6 in Port Elizabeth

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Tuesday August 7 travel from Port Elizabeth to concert (in the dark) at Grahamstown

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Wed August 8 Travel day from East London to Durban

Decisions for Unity

Pastor Gary gets everyone's attention
to begin the discussion.

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Decisions for Unity


As we’ve traveled here in South Africa, we’ve faced many challenges – losing power in Grahamstown and singing in the dark, no and little water at our lodging in Port Elizabeth, a bus breaking down and turning a 17-hour trip into 28 hours, and many have been challenged by sickness, along with long hours traveling South African expanses on the buses.

At the beginning of our tour, we were told we’d need to be flexible. And our flexibility certainly has been tested. It’s not been an easy trip, to say the least. 

One of the themes of our tour is unity among African, American and Romanian brothers. We’ve had great fellowship as we’ve prepared for concerts, traveled in the buses, prayed and ate together, and shared lodging these last several days. We’ve done everything together. No “them” and “us.” Only “us” – all of us.

That flexibility and especially unity was challenged yesterday (Thursday, Aug. 9) when there arose some dissatisfaction among the ranks over when we’d be returning to Joburg - whether to return via an overnight bus trip and arrive in the early morning hours, or to leave early Friday morning and risk an extended trip because of inclement weather and icy roads, since it had snowed on the mountain passes we’d be traveling. 

Many South Africans were looking forward to the prospect of seeing their families and sleeping in their own beds and taking some time to recover before our Friday evening activities.

In addition, some work still needed to be done to prepare for our Friday evening and Sabbath services, to conclude the special time we have all shared together. So the prospect of arriving earlier than 4 p.m. was also inviting.

Before we headed out Thursday morning to the Durban beachfront for our last shopping and recreation, we all gathered for a discussion of what the group desired. It was clear that our South African brothers preferred to leave immediately after the concert, while others preferred getting much needed sleep Thursday night, preferring Friday travel, and yet others had no preference. 

At the beginning of our discussion, Pastor Gary Parks and others reiterated our choice for unity among brothers, one of our highest purposes for this mission. After prayer together and much discussion, ably led by Pastor Gary, allowing all voices and opinions to be heard, the consensus was that we would defer to our leadership, who have been leading us well during the tour. 

As decided by our leadership, the plan was chosen to travel through the night. However, after the concert and as we were having dinner and loading up the buses, we learned that the hotel would not be prepared for us, as they were not expecting us until Friday afternoon. We’d have no place to “land” if we arrived in the early morning hours.

In another group meeting, when the South Africans were asked whether they wanted to take a bus and go on ahead so that they might have the opportunity to spend time with their families and even their own beds, or stay with their American brothers, without hesitation and as if with one voice they all agreed to stay so that we all could travel together. 

So we stayed one more night in Durban, departing at about 6 a.m., all three buses traveling together. 

God truly blessed this leg of our trip. Pulled in to Joburg, at about 2 p.m., well ahead of the expected 10-plus hour trip. We made great time. We had no major delays. And we had more opportunities to fellowship together as we traveled on the buses. 

We can count these blessings with those we’ve already received. 

An Unanticipated Journey - A young person's viewpoint

Sarah Herbert, of Walla Walla,
Washington, has been offering
her point of view of our
South Africa mission.

One of the joys of this mission tour has been having a number of young people with us. One of them is Sarah Herbert, of Walla Walla, Washington. She's been assisting in many ways behind the scenes. In addition, she's been writing  about her experience in her blog, "An Unanticipated Journey."

You'll want to go to her first blog postings to learn how it came about that she is on this trip.

You can find her blog at:
An Unanticipated Journey -
http://sarahherbertinafrica.blogspot.com/

Reflections

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During the South African mission we are asking members of “Arise O Man,” the name of the combined choruses, to share stories or thoughts about how God is great, what God has done in their lives, how he has provided a way to participate in the mission, or what has made the biggest impression on them during this this mission. Here is one of those stories.


For us back in the US, we call this the “Walk of Faith Mission to Africa.”  As we have done our planning and our fundraising and dreaming, I’ve been really amazed at how we have experienced God’s faith-building process. People are here on the mission who never thought they could afford it. There are engagements with our South Africa friends that we didn’t think was possible, and we’re just hopeful and gratified at the same time to see that God’s hand is moving over all of us on this mission.

Right now, today, the complete story hasn’t yet been written, and we’re excited for what God has in store for us over the next two weeks. It’s very evident that God has been leading in this effort, so we know that he has a great plan, and we’re still learning what God’s plan will be. 

-John Korb, Vancouver, Washington, USA


It was a privilege for me to share what God had done in my life when I gave the devotion for the large group, and to know that each of us had a story that we could share of what God had done for us. And I had an overwhelming sense of gratitude to God for how he’s blessed my life. 

-Ray Ammon, Portland, Oregon, USA


We were at rehearsal in Johannesburg. I think it was after we had just sung The Midnight Cry. Lou was saying that it was this story that we had come to tell in South Africa, Botswana, and beyond to the continent. The fellow sitting next to me—his name was Final—from Botswana, added, “And to a dying world.” 

That really touched me because I had come halfway around the world, and I find that here people are of the same mind as we are, their mission the same as ours. It made me realize that no matter where I go in this world, I am going to find brothers and sisters who have the same hopes and dreams, and the same desires to share the good news with the world. 

-Ray DeHaan, Oregon, USA


Being here makes me realize how incredibly blessed I am. When I went past all the little houses in SOWETO I saw how blessed we all are in America – with my home, my job, my family.  

-Warren Berg, Walla Walla, Washington, USA

Bring your tithes and offerings

Bring your tithes and offerings


During the South African mission we are asking members of “Arise O Man,” the name of the combined choruses, to share stories or thoughts about how God is great, what God has done in their lives, how he has provided a way to participate in the mission, or what has made the biggest impression on them during this this mission. Here is one of those stories.


By Bill Gosse, His Praise, Vancouver, Washington

This started about 10 years ago when I was talking to my sister on the phone and I told her that OAMC was planning to go to Africa – Kenya and Tanzania. 

[The late] Jerry Patzer was having a series of meetings in Tanzania and he had invited OAMC to come along. So I was telling my sister how much I’d like to go, and she said, “Why don’t you?” I told her “Money. I can’t afford that.” She said “Well, Gary (her husband) and our business is going well, and we just had a $25,000 sale, and didn’t you say that it would cost $2,500 to go to Africa?” I said “Yeah.” She said “Well, that sounds like a good tithe payment to me, we’ll pay for it if you decide to go.” 
So that’s how I went last time.

When I heard that OAMC was coming to South Africa again, my ears perked right up. Oh! I love Africa. It was good to be there and I wanted to come again. 

So I was talking to my sister on the phone again, and I decided that I would not mention it to her. But I couldn’t help it and I told her that OAMC was going to Africa again. “Would you like to go?” she asked. “Oh, I would, I would, I would.” I told her. “But there’s no way I can afford it.” She told me that their business had taken a downturn, and they couldn’t afford to donate this time. So I told her it was fine, I wasn’t soliciting, just mentioning it in conversation. She told me to ask Mom, because she had also helped last time. So I mentioned it to Mother, and she said, “No, I can’t do it either.” So I resigned myself to “Oh, well.” Because I would desperately love to go, but clearly it wasn’t going to happen this time. 

But that doesn’t mean that I stopped praying about it. I really wanted to go, and I made it a matter of prayer all the time. It was when I went to the festival in April 2012 that some people asked me if I was going to Africa, and I told them I’d attend it spirit only. I couldn’t afford it, and it was twice as much money as last time. 

I started changing my prayers. I would say, “Lord, I want to go, but I don’t want to go unless you want me to be there.” Money is my big problem. I’m self-employed so I don’t have trouble taking time off, but this is my busiest time of year. I’m backlogged with work, and I’m trying to retire in a few years so I was praying, “All the gold and silver is yours, and you have all the tithes and offerings in the storehouse, so I’m going to let you do what you do best. Things I never could.”

In addition to my tithes and offerings, then, I also started making an offering to world missions, a hundred dollars a week. Just a little bit before that, another fellow in a group that I sing in asked if I was going to Africa and I told them no. He told me I’d better think about it, because he and his wife had already donated for me to OAMC. I told him thanks, but I didn’t know what to say, since I wasn’t planning to go.

The following Sabbath we had some friends over for lunch, and a few days later we got an email from them saying that they were going to put some money in for me to go to Africa. I found out that the more I donated to missions, the more came in, and I never asked a soul for a dime. I thought,“This is amazing!” It came up to the day we were supposed to leave; July 25th, and I was still $500 short. My wife was telling me that she thought that OAMC told everyone just to go, even if you were a few hundred dollars short, it won’t matter, but I was $500 short, not one or two hundred dollars.

A little bit later my wife called me in and said to come read this email. So I did; it was some people who had previously donated and they said that they felt impressed to donate again. They were donating $500 more, and that was all of it! 

I never asked for a dime. God said to bring in the tithes and offerings to the storehouse, and he would open the windows of heaven. And that’s how I came to Africa this time.

God hears our prayers and heals

God hears our prayers and heals

During the South African mission we are asking members of “Arise O Man,” the name of the combined choruses, to share stories or thoughts about how God is great, what God has done in their lives, how he has provided a way to participate in the mission, or what has made the biggest impression on them during this this mission. Here is one of those stories.

By Nimrod Vara, South Africa

I entered the hospital on the seventeenth of July, and stayed for three weeks for severe trauma that was work related — because of Satanism at my workplace — and I was really not well. 

The brethren of Arise O Man, they prayed for me during rehearsal sessions in my absence. Initially I was there when they prayed for me, but when I was hospitalized they prayed for me in my absence. I started to feel better when they prayed. I believe that it was through the prayers of my brethren, and through the prayers of my church, that I became better. And, of course, with my doctors, my psychologist, played a strong role in my healing. 

On Tuesday (Tuesday, July 31) I requested a pass out from the hospital for a rehearsal with Arise O Man and OAMC that went from 10 am to 5pm. It was then that I was interviewed by Pastor Dan Matthews (of Faith for Today, who has joined the mission tour). Pastor Matthews prayed for me also during the interview and he gave me reassurance that God was going to heal me. 

Yesterday (Wednesday, Aug. 1), I was discharged from the hospital because I am well; immediately I went home to fetch my bags and go on the trip to perform on the tour. Now I am on the tour with OAMC and AOM on my way to Cape Town for our first concert. 

It is through the power of prayer that I have been restored. Our God is a prayer-hearing God. 

Surprises in Grahamstown, Aug. 7

Alin Apostol conducts the chorus in the cold in the dark after the building lost power Tuesday evening in Grahamstown.

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“That’s one for the record books.”
“We’ll never forget tonight’s concert.”

Didn’t we just write about “expecting the unexpected?”

Yes, when we look back on our Tuesday evening in Grahamstown, it will truly be unforgettable … cold rain and wind… no heat in the concert hall … losing power in the building … singing to the audience out in the lobby… 

We arrived in Grahamstown, a small university town, early Tuesday afternoon and were given some time to have lunch on our own before boarding our buses for the short ride to the Guy Butler Theatre, located in the Settlers Monument on the Rhodes University campus on a hill overlooking town. 

The weather had been cold, windy and overcast on the trip, and remained so as we walked to lunch in town. But by the time we headed back to meet the bus, it had started raining in addition to the wind; and it wasn’t the light rain we usually see in the Pacific Northwest. It was raining fairly heavily. Some were unprepared and got fairly well soaked on the walk to meet the bus.

When we arrived at the concert hall, we were told to take in what we needed for the concert, which meant our concert attire. So in the driving rain all the guys were pulling out their suit bags from under the buses; many of us were soaked even more now.

On top of that, the auditorium was not heated. It was cold!!! All of us remained bundled up trying to stay warm for the rehearsal on stage.

Some time after we started rehearsing, shortly before we were to break for dinner, the lights went out. All the power went out. Suddenly, there we were, 150 men crowded onto the stage, pitch black. It wasn't long before a few flashlights and phones came out to give off some light. 

We managed to continue rehearsing for a few more minutes with someone holding a flashlight so that we could see Mokale Kaopeng, who was conducting when the lights went out. We broke for dinner with people with flashlights stationed on the stairs to get off stage and out of the auditorium; we ate in the dark by flashlight and phone lights.

By the time we were finished eating, it was about time for the concert to start. Power was still off. It was after dark. We could look down from the hill to see the lights of the town. But we still had no power.

As we were finishing dinner in the dark, someone discovered a few people who had come to hear the concert. People were starting to come into the building. So it was decided to line up the chorus in the three-story lobby area, facing the steps that came down from the entrance where a few people had stationed themselves.

So, in that position, we gave a short concert in the dark without keyboard, and only Levis Dragulin on trumpet and Dave Wyman on clarinet for instrumentation. 

We sang several songs to quite a few people who had gathered on the steps, with a flashlight shining on the conductor's white-gloved hands so we could see to follow. Somehow we managed to fill in the parts we're used to hearing the piano and other instruments play.

About an hour and a quarter after they went out, the lights came back on. We sang another song or two, including a couple of African songs, to which the audience showed their approval by standing up, moving their bodies, singing along and ululating.

That concluded our mini-concert, or so we thought.

We were instructed to go to the auditorium to pick up our bags we’d brought inside. But people followed us into the auditorium, and now we had, as Lou put it, "unintended consequences." We had an audience that was expecting more music. We sang four more songs in the auditorium, still all bundled up. Did I mention the auditorium wasn’t heated? We’ve learned that’s de rigeur here in South Africa.

In any event, people enjoyed the "concert.” Members of our support team said the concert in the lobby – imagine a space 100 feet high with slate floors and magnificent acoustics – was “so good” and even without electricity it was “electrifying,” even inspiring.

We’ve received a few reports that people felt they received such a blessing by being there in spite of less-than-ideal circumstances. 

We learned that seven people, who had previously lived in Johannesburg and were members of an Adventist church there, traveled 300 kilometers to attend the concert. They were wonderfully surprised to find Reinette Boschoff, our South African soprano soloist on “Khutso,” who they had known from their “Joburg” church, was traveling and singing with us. 

We also heard of a woman named, Rejoyce, who dreamt some time ago about a concert in the dark. She was thrilled to find herself at our concert in the dark that she had dreamed about. 


The devil may have tried to prevent our concert, but as we’ve seen time and again, our God prevails. 

That’s only part of the story of our Grahamstown rehearsal and concert. We can be sure it’s only the beginning of many more stories and blessings to come out of adverse circumstances. 

Our human tendency is to focus on our outward circumstances, to focus on the adversity and problems and challenges. 

We’ve again seen how our mighty God can bestow blessings even in the most challenging of conditions.

8.10.11 Update - I've learned that one of our own, Ishamel Nyati, an electrician, solved the power outage problem.

More Picture Links - August 3-5

Here are three more links to picture galleries provided by Rick Pummel. Just click on each image to be taken to the gallery of pictures for that day or days on Rick's Facebook page.

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Cape Town home stay and sight seeing, August 3-5 (Pummel's, Levis, Ian and Johnson's)

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Sabbath August 4 church and concert at Art Scape

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Sunday August 5, travel from Cape Town to Port Elizabeth

Expecting the unexpected

One of the dormitory rooms at the
Red Location Backpackers
hostel in Port Elizabeth
where we spent two nights.

If there’s anything members of OAMC have learned on our mission trips, it’s to expect the unexpected.

We’ve had a few of those over the last several days, starting with the bus ride from Johannesburg to Cape Town on the 1st and 2nd.

Three buses left Joburg after our concert at St. Mary’s Cathedral in downtown. Before our dinner stop, it was determined that one of the buses was having some sort of trouble with its rear suspension. A replacement bus was secured and made it’s way to the Bloemfontein area where we were waiting. 

Our group of more than 100 had overwhelmed and “took over” the Steers Restaurant where we had dinner – we used up the 19 veggie burgers they had on hand, and most of the veggie burgers we provided them.

As we often do, we sang for the four restaurant workers before we departed. As we sang our first song, one of the women mouthed the words and more than one had a few tears in their eyes. In the middle of the restaurant surrounded by singers, four men sat eating their dinners. After our songs, one of the men, with tears in his eyes, commented to a few nearby, “That song was for me. I needed to hear that.”

These are among the unexpected blessings we receive as we meet people along the way.

Two buses were sent on ahead while most of the young people and a few others of us waited for the replacement bus. Sometime during the night, the second bus developed some sort of electronics problem that prevented the driver from shifting the gears. A second bus was secured while we waited in the middle of the night and cold temperatures. Sometime around 4 a.m. the second bus arrived, we transferred luggage and personnel and were on our way again in a few minutes. 

In the meantime we learned that one of our Walla Walla members on one of the buses ahead of us, Warren Berg, was suffering from passing a kidney stone and had been taken to a hospital in a small town on the route. About an hour later they and Warren were on their way. Warren continued to recover for the next few days while we were in Cape Town. He was finally able to get out and about by Monday, the 6th.

The third bus completed the trip without further incident, arriving in good spirits to join our compadres already in rehearsal in Cape Town late Thursday afternoon – making the planned 17-hour trip a 28-hour journey. 

We stayed at the Shalimar hotel and conference center where our hosts were gracious and the accommodations adequate. 

The concert at Cape Town’s Artscape concert hall went well, the audience responded enthusiastically, and the trip to Port Elizabeth (PE) was made without incident. 

When we arrived in PE, however, we learned the city was suffering from a water shortage because the dam that supplied the water was broken, and water was being allotted to only portions of the city at certain times. 

That presented a problem because we couldn’t use the indoor toilets nor was there water for showering. The first of our two nights here we had to use the outdoor portable toilet. The next morning we learned that the dam had been repaired and we should be getting water again. While we did get more water and could begin using the indoor toilets, it wasn’t generous enough for many to get needed showers. A few took showers late after lights out and got warm water, while a number of others who did get showers got cold water or had to finish with the water dribbling. And others settled for sponge baths. A few scruffy faces can be seen among those who chose to forego shaving until we have warm water. 

On Monday, the 6th, a group went to a nearby elephant park while another group had opportunity to do some shopping at The Boardwalk mall. 

Today we depart for Grahamstown, about a 90-minute drive, for rehearsal early this afternoon and concert this evening.

In spite of the less-than-ideal conditions, there have been no or few complaints. Spirits are good. God is good. We’ve had warm beds for the cold nights and meals that have kept us well fed.

We continue to see God’s hand as we meet and minister to people wherever we go. Monday evening for part of our rehearsal, we had opportunity to sing a couple of songs for members of a local Adventist church, where we received a warm reception. 

Thank you for your continued support and prayers. We pray for God’s continued blessings and protection as we continue our mission journey. 

Picture Links - July 31st to August 3rd

Our many thanks to Rick Pummel for all the pictures he is taking. This post and the one following will both have three links to lots and lots of pictures Rick has taken over the past few days. Just click on each image to be taken to the gallery of pictures for that day or days on Rick's Facebook page.

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Tuesday July 31 rehearsal in Johannesburg

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Wed & Thur, August 1 & 2, concert at St Mary's Anglican cathedral in Joburg and grueling bus trip to Cape Town

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Friday August 3 rehearsal in Cape Town

Heart-to-heart, shoulder-to-shoulder with my brothers

Russ Davidson with "Bao" &
Nelson Mandela bust
at Robben Island terminal.

During the South African mission we are asking members of “Arise O Man,” the name of the combined choruses, to share stories or thoughts about how God is great, what God has done in their lives, how he has provided a way to participate in the mission, or what has made the biggest impression on them during this this mission. Here is one of those stories.

By Russ Davidson 

 The African songs really stand out for me, learning in particular Khutsho and Bawo Thixo Somandhla. When I was made aware of what these songs are about in the African language; a prayer for peace, and asking God, “Why are we killing one another?” And these cries to God for peace in Africa — it was brought home to me that this is where those kinds of things were happening. 

 I live in America; I hear about troubles in Africa and they hurt me deeply, but I can’t live my life in pain, but what can I do? I feel helpless, because I live in America. 

So when those things were actually going on, I would hear about it, they would pain me, but I would have to put them aside and think about other things, because those were things for Africa to solve – that was my attitude, because I can’t carry the pain of the world and be a functional human being. 

 Now that I’m here, and I feel that God has called me to be here, standing shoulder to shoulder with my African brothers, to hear and to feel their sense of pain and longing for it to end, and pleading to God for peace, and questions to God of why we are doing this to one another, and praying for peace in Africa, there is this very strong spirit of unity. Heart-to-heart and shoulder-to-shoulder. It is a very emotional moment to live that with my African brothers and to sing about it. 

I’m blessed to live in America; I have peace and protection from those kinds of evil. It makes me grateful for my experience that I live in America. On the other hand, I want my African brothers to know that I feel their pain and that I’m standing with them. I have the same wish they have: that there may be peace in South Africa.

Cape Town concert, Saturday, Aug. 4

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Starting with a worship service Sabbath morning, Aug. 4, with Dan Matthews and Lifestyle Magazine, we prepared for our Saturday evening concert at the Artscape concert hall in Cape Town. A number of people in the audience responded with enthusiasm and approval, jumping to their feet and ululating when we sang African songs. The concert went well and was a great start for our concert tour.

Click the photo to see a few more photos of the Saturday evening concert in Cape Town.

Men sing in St. Mary's Cathedral in downtown Johannesburg

As we embarked on the first leg our tour from Johannesburg to Cape Town, we had the opportunity to sing at St. Mary's Cathedral in downtown Johannesburg before we departed. Here is a short video clip of "Uthando Lwakhe" filmed for Lifestyle Magazine with Dan Matthews.

Then Reverend Desmond Tutu, a prominent figure in the anti-apartheid movement, became the first Black Dean of St. Mary's in 1975. 

Prayer for OAMC Mission Trip to South Africa

As the Sabbath comes to a close here in the US, I received an email in response to our request for prayers for the South African Mission Trip. Gordon and Lissa Wildman, Lou's brother and sister-in-law have been praying the following prayer daily, for OAMC and our brothers and sisters in South Africa.

It says in Matthew 18:19 "Again I say to you, that if two of you agree on earth about anything that they may ask, it shall be done for them by My Father who is in heaven." Let us all join together in prayer that God will hear our combined voices and do a great and wondrous work in South Africa.

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Father, in the name of Jesus, we bring before you Lou Wildman and the Oregon Adventist Men’s Chorus (OAMC), their ministry team, all traveling with them, all groups with whom they sing and all who attend their events in South Africa as the men go forth to minister and preach the gospel of the Kingdom through song. We declare that the harvest is ripe and ready as with their music they minister the gospel to the poor, bring healing to the brokenhearted, deliverance to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind.

Father, We pray for an outpouring of your Spirit upon all flesh in South Africa. We declare that Jesus will work with the Word of God as the men sing, and confirm it with signs, wonders & miracles. May your healing power move mightily in every worship service, concert and meeting, and may the people be enlightened and transformed by your Word. We believe for unusual and extraordinary miracles to be manifested among the people. We declare that deaf ears will be opened, the lame will walk, the dead will be raised and the demon-possessed will be set free.

Father, thank you that Lou, the OAMC, their ministry team, all traveling with them, all groups with whom they sing in South Africa and all who attend these events are covered with the blood of Jesus and protected from all schemes and plots of the enemy. We forbid any demonic activity against them and their families, their finances, their possessions, their travel schedules, transportation vehicles, their health, their meals, sleeping accommodations and all activities they engage in. Father, give your angels charge over them to keep, guard, defend and preserve them in all of their ways.

Father, cover them with your glory as the waters cover the sea. We call in multitudes of souls and declare that many are delivered out of darkness and translated into the Kingdom of God. We praise you for doing abundantly above all that we are asking according to the power that is working in us, and we declare that Jesus is Lord over South Africa.

In Jesus' name, Amen!

Invitation to pray for concerts

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Some folks back home have asked when our concerts are being held so that they can pray for their success during the concerts.


Generally the concerts are at 7 pm local time (nine hours ahead of US Pacific time, which would be 10 a.m. Pacific).


We invite your prayers during our concerts as we sing to direct the audiences' hearts toward the Lord Jesus Christ.


As chorus members have encountered people, we've been inviting them to our concerts. For instance, the young woman who was the tour guide of one of our tour groups on Robben Island said she would be at our Saturday evening concert in Cape Town. 


We solicit your prayers that people's hearts will be open to receive the love of Jesus as we sing.


Arise O Man festival chorus concerts 

• August 4, 7 pm - Cape Town at ArtsCape
• August 7, 7 pm - Grahamstown (near Port Elizabeth), Guy Butler Theatre
• August 9, 7 pm - Durban, University of Durban-Westville
• August 11, 7 pm - Johannesburg, WITS Great Hall, Wits University

Thank you so much for your continued prayers. 

God is great – He gave me my voice back

An open market in downtown Johannesburg

During the South African mission we are asking members of “Arise O Man,” the name of the combined choruses, to share stories or thoughts about how God is great, what God has done in their lives, how he has provided a way to participate in the mission, or what has made the biggest impression on them during this this mission. Here is one of those stories.

God is great – He gave me my voice back

By Ronald Sithole, South Africa


In 2007 I developed a cancer of the lungs. During that year I went to the doctor, because I thought that I was having the flu, and my voice was dying out, and the doctor said he didn’t see anything. In 2008 I then went to an ENT doctor, a specialist. He checked my ears, he checked my nose, he checked my throat. When he checked my throat he said he found that my left vocal cord had a pimple. By then I was not talking; I couldn’t talk, my voice was gone. 


During that year, 2008, I went for a surgery and they removed my left vocal cord. Sure enough they find out that the pimple was cancerous. 2008 went by and I couldn’t speak. And I went under radiology. They did my throat (radiation treatment) until 2009. I couldn’t speak the whole of that year. The doctor said to me they were very lucky that they found it early, but he couldn’t guarantee that my voice would come back.  


To my surprise it was in September of 2009, the end of September, we were doing evening prayers and my daughter was the one who was having to preside over evening prayers, and every time she asked a question, out of nowhere I said to her, “Look, I’m going to answer the question.” I don’t know where, but I was talking. That moment she dropped her book by surprise; she screamed, “Daddy can speak!” I said to myself, “Wow, I am speaking.” 


It was then that we knelt down and praised God. My voice was back. Today I can sing the part that I never sang before – I can sing the first tenor. The highest voice in the male voices, first tenor. When I talk, people say I’m hoarse; my voice sounds like I have a flu. I say, “No, I have only one vocal cord.” And I’m cured; I don’t have cancer anymore. It was only that pimple on my left vocal cord. The doctors removed it and I have not had it again. 


That is how God is great. Having cancer, and being cured; not by anybody, but God did it. I did go to the doctors, but God did it. I thought my voice would be gone, but now I am singing back to where I was, and even more. God is great.


That is my story: I sing because my God gave me back my voice.