| Morris
Plotts, A Prince With God (Chapter 26, Pages 166 - 170)
"I am a hillbilly from Africa, and I'm here to see Pastor
Buck the man who wrote the angel book!" I looked up to see
who was speaking. He was very tall man with a beret on his head,
a green plaid coat, and a yellow and red striped shirt. He had the
biggest feet I had ever seen. They were size 16. "I'm Morris
Plotts," the man continued picking up his big black suitcase
which was covered with colorful travel sticker. I wasn't quite sure
how to take this unusual looking "hillbilly," but I fell
in love with the twinkle in his eyes, and I led him to meet my father.
There was an immediate rapport between the two men. Alan and I
and our kids were excited when mom invited us to join them for dinner
because as it turned out Morris shared with the family some of the
wondrous ways God had led him thru the years. One special highlight
he shared was how twenty black African angels had helped him and
his wife when their Land Rover was mired in deep, sticky African
mud 200 miles from any known civilization. The story of Morris Plott's
life is told in a book by Robert Paul Lamb and published by Jimmy
Swaggart. It is entitled, Bwana Tembo, A Prince With God. Bwana
Tembo is Morris's African nickname meaning "Lord Elephant."
The following is from my dad's journal in which he kept the record
of the
angelic visitations.
"Early Sunday morning, July 29, I felt the warm presence of
the Holy Spirit
in my room. I obeyed the urge to dress and go downstairs for worship
and
meditation. Following a season of precious fellowship with God,
I looked up
to see God's messengers, Gabriel and Chrioni appearing in the room.
Again I
was overwhelmed by the divine glow and the holy atmosphere that
surrounds
them. They both took hold of my hands and I was strengthened.
"I was allowed again to behold the majesty of God. I saw Him
in action caring for all creation, even the grass of the field.
I saw him caring for the animals. I saw reminders of Him in the
clouds, lightning, and wind. I saw Him and His great love for man,
even those who have never know Him. This living panorama of truth
is still alive in my mind. Oh, how Great Thou art, Oh, how much
you love!
"Then as at other times, He gave me a reference. David saw
the same picture and recorded it in Psalms, 102, 104, 105:1-5.
"He then introduced me to a ministering angel from Kenya,
Africa, where God
had released a large host to ready the people of that country for
the Words
of life. He stated that a prince with God who had been sent to this
body,
Morris Plotts, would be happily surprised to hear of the allies
from heaven
sent to aid him in giving his words life, and scattering the forces
of
darkness.
"This angel was black and dressed much like a westerner with
casual coat and
slacks. He was about 6'3", and of large frame. He explained
that this host
was active throughout the country. His personal assignment had been
Nairobi,
but he was ministering to a family in Msambweni, a city on the south
coast
of Kenya when he was directed to appear in Boise."
When daddy shared with his new friend how God saw him, Morris was
overwhelmed. To be a prince with God is a wonderful thing. But everyone
of
us can be one of God's children. It is so easy, and God desires
this so
much!
God allowed Morris and my dad to have some precious time together
when they
met at Pastor Gorman's church in New Orleans, just one week before
God
called my daddy home.
When Morris returned to Africa, he found that what the angel had
shared with
daddy was true. Multitudes of Africans were finding Jesus as their
personal
Savior.
Morris was really excited when he and his good friend Louie Earl,
a pastor
from Plain Dealing, Louisiana, asked God to guide them to the family
who the
angel had been ministering to when he was directed to appear in
Boise to
meet with my daddy. Pamela Berry, a translator for Evangel Translators
headed by Syvelle Phillips was in Mombasa, Kenya. When Morris told
her about
the angelic visit to Msambweni, she begged them to take her along.
The town of Msambweni did not appear on any map, but Morris knew
there was such a town because it was listed on an old African auto
club directory, which he had kept for some reason thru the years.
He knew it was on the coast of East Africa because that's what God
had said.
They stopped at a hamburger stand in Mombasa to ask directions
and the African at the stand told them they were only twenty-six
miles from Msambweni, and told them how to find it. As they drove
down a road that was lined with coconut palms, a large sign suddenly
came into view, anticipation flooded their hearts as they read,
"MSAMBWENI!" As they drove into town, the first thing
they spotted was a large government building. They parked and went
in. In one of the offices was an African with a big smile. Morris
began talking to him, and then told him his name was Benjamin Mungai.
He told Morris and Louie that he was one of the handful of Christians
in the town. He said that he was the government official or "District
Officer" in charge of the 110,000 people in his district, and
10,000 in the town.
Morris then proceeded to tell Benjamin about Pastor Buck in America,
and the
ministering angel had visited him. He told Benjamin what the angel
had said
about ministering to a family on the coast of Kenya in the town
of
Msambweni. Benjamin began to really get excited, and asked Morris
to give
dates and places. When Morris told him, Benjamin was overjoyed.
As Morris,
Louie and Pamela listened with wonder, Benjamin told Morris how
that so many
good things had been happening to him and his wife he could hardly
believe
it. Seemingly out of the clear blue sky he had received a promotion,
the
town had gone through many government officials, but although Benjamin
was a
Christian, he had been able to carry out his government responsibilities
very smoothly. He hadn't been able to understand this before!
Benjamin said, "Oh, my wife must hear about this!" In
the late afternoon,
Morris, Louie and Pamela drove to the Mungai's home to tell the
news to
Benjamin's wife. As Morris stepped into their yard he had to pause
for a
moment in awe. The angel had told Pastor Buck that he had been in
a home on
the south coast of Kenya and this home was so close to the coast,
the waves
of the Indian Ocean were lapping the rocks in the front yard.
Morris shared the story with Benjamin's wife, and she sat entranced.
Benjamin said, "All right, this is the first step, now what
is next?" He
then told Morris that there was a building right down the road he
could have
for meetings.
Morris couldn't accept the invitation at that time, but he is going
back
March 15, 1981, and packing a New Testament, written in Swahili,
for every
home in Msambweni.
Morris states: "Never, since I began preaching the gospel
of the Lord Jesus fifty-six years ago, have I seen such hunger for
God as I find in Africa today. A missions research organization
finds that 16,000 people a day are turning to Christ in Africa!
The following excerpt of a letter from Morris Plotts is an exciting
confirmation of the ministry of angels in Africa as shared with
Pastor Buck
by the angel Gabriel.
"Then while in the coastal area, I went down to Msambweni,
the town the angel talked to your dear husband about. We sowed the
place down with New Testaments in their own language. It has a population
of 10,000 Mohammedans and I received a letter today from Dave Smith,
our missionary there, and they are planning to start a work there
all because the angel of God visited my beloved friend, Roland Buck.
If you would be so kind as to do so, I would thank you to ask the
church to pray that the hundreds of New Testaments we place in the
hands of these poor benighted people will prepare the way for a
great move of God there. They were so eager for the New Testaments,
and to see them standing in the market and in their yards with the
New Testaments open and reading about the Redeemer from Heaven …
well, I will never forget that sight. When we were there, Dave Smith
took my picture standing by the big sign with his little boy and
two African pastors on the edge of town. >>
The town itself is in the coconut grove about a quarter of a mile
away. This is the town that was not on any road map you know. I
am sending this to you to keep. I have one that I will prize and
how I wish I could have shown it to Roland.
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