desolate days, that they heard a differ-
ent sound floating across the dry land-
scape over the radio waves. Many of
those out in the desert circling Agadez
heard for the first time the voice of
the missionary proclaiming a message
of hope and redemption. Amazing—
beyond their life of struggles and
hardships, there was a place called
Heaven. When death came, it would
not be the end but the beginning—all
because God Who made the desert and
the world had sent His Son. In addi-
tion to this was the promise that God
loved them and would come to live in
their tents and their hearts now. This
God was unlike any other. The pagan
gods who held the people in bondage
for centuries never claim to dwell with
them or to love them. Those gods were
hard taskmasters who only demanded
works and tedious servitude. Jesus,
God's Son and God Himself would
be their Friend and companion every
moment of their lives and beyond.
The humble people of the
Niger would never see king's palaces
but they could see the King Himself
if they would believe. Yes, the blow-
ing sands might cover their unmarked
graves but the creator God would
engrave their names in the eternal
book of Heaven. True—future tent
dwellers might never know that they
had ever lived but the Creator Himself
would say, “I know thee by name”
(Exodus 33:17). “I have loved thee with
an everlasting love…with loving-kind-
ness have I drawn thee” (Jeremiah 31:3).
That first broadcast marked a
milestone in missionaries David and
Donna Edens' 30-year ministry in
the Niger. For the first time he could
spread the Good News to everyone
who would listen. Thirty years of liv-
ing in a place where few others would
ever go—thirty years of enduring un-
speakable loneliness—thirty years of
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suffering malaria and desert related
sicknesses—thirty years of breathing
dust and withstanding intense heat—
thirty years of work in translating the
Bible into a written language for the
people that time forgot and yet thirty
years of joyfully walking with God
and never looking back.
David and Donna were like the
little lad's lunch. When given to Jesus,
it would be first broken, then blessed
and finally spread among thousands.
The iron grip of pagan religion
would not release its slaves willingly.
In fact, few at first would be freed.
False religious teachers ranted and
raved on the radio against the new re-
ligion and reprimanded all who would
dare to listen. Many if not most of the
inhabitants of the Niger would not be
able to break the shackles that had
held them so long. However, for the
first time they would know that there
was a choice—that there was a better
way. The really great harvest might be
generations away but the seed planted
That future harvest could be
illustrated with the story of Mohamed.
This convert broke the bands of
From the desert to the Jordan—ISA is His Name,
The One Who lives within their tents and fills their hearts with praise.
In Honduras He is JESUS, Lord Emmanuel,
From simple mountain villages you can hear the chapel bell.
From the Black Sea to the Red Sea, ESUS is His Name,
In Asia they know YAYSOO – hears every word they pray.
Proclaiming JESUS, JESUS, Name above all Names,
In any language, He is Lord and worthy of our praise, His name is Jesus, Jesus.
He hears us when we call, CHRIST the Saviour of the World—the Lord who loves us all.