When the King saved His Bride

By: Joel Hitchcock

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

The story you are about to read was made up impromptu, while I was reaching out to souls on a dumpsite, and also at the official, larger gathering the next day.
You will notice the simple, elementary English throughout this story, because that’s the way I told it, and then transcribed it, for you to read here.
We went to one of the most undesirable places in the natural, but it was one of the most precious places for the winning of souls.
This outreach was in the township of Dandora – a slum located on the edge of Nairobi’s massive dump site. The dump site is 30 acres big, and nearly 1 million people live around it. Not all, but many people scrape out a living from the 4 million pounds of trash that is dumped there every single day.
On the dumpsite, one will notice huge, ugly undertaker-looking Marabou storks, which scavenge alongside pigs, goats, dogs, and sadly, people.
On our first day of ministry there, we and about 10 local pastors literally went to the edge of the dump site, sang some songs, and then preached to the curious – with no microphone or platform.
Heidi gave them a comforting message about God’s love.
On the fly, I made up a story of a Great King and his prospective Bride. But the Bride was enticed by a handsome, muscular man with the head of a snake. He spoke lies to her that she deserved more than the King offered her. So, she left her palace with its waterfalls, clean sparkling water, palm trees, and abundance of fruit, and followed the man.
But he took her to a dumpsite, where he forced her to work in the trash for several years. She was lost, and there was no way of escape!
But the King did not forget her. However, He was not going to force her to be His Wife. She had to accept His love. And at the right time, He laid down His crown and royal robes of gold in the palace, clothed Himself with a brown tunic over His white clothes, and head out to that dumpsite far away from His palace.
There, He found the girl, told her of His love, and though she felt guilty and unworthy, and though she was covered with dirt and flies, she wanted to be back with Him. She accepted His offer, and He saved her. He redeemed her with His Blood.
She became His beautiful Bride - washed and clean, and exceptionally beautiful, as her skin was renewed by a special ointment.
I told them that we are all the Bride, and that Jesus was the King, that He loved us, and that we must receive Him by faith.
The people listened intently, and amid distractions of dump trucks, and competing scavengers, they all prayed the prayer of salvation after me, accepting Jesus as their Savior.
I preached the same message at the official, larger crusade.