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Senior Ugandan citizen and church elder David Lulaba told us his life story, in part he said: "At age 22, I joined the East African Pioneer Corps, where I learned to write good English. This was a section of the Royal African Marine Corps Rifles (RAMCR), formed for duty in Egypt during World War II. After my 20-year's time expired and my honorable military retirement at age 42, I joined the Uganda Police Force but was dismissed for stubbornness within six months. All in all, I became a vagabond [emphasis added since this story inspires our book's title] until 1976.
"When I heard about Jesus Christ as Savior of the world, a Savior of those who hear his words, believe in him, then follow his instructions putting their trust in him and living a Christian life; then I decided to become God's vagabond [emphasis added]. It was September 1976 when a special Christian messenger came to me. We were six in our group, always drinking beer made from ripe bananas, called Indali.
"A Kenyan man of God named Mariko Wamache, who has since passed on to be with the Lord, came and passed on the message of salvation. He taught from John 3:16-21 and ended with Matthew 6:25-33. It seemed to us that he experienced our physical and spiritual needs. He prayed with us and for us, and asked us to visit the place where he and others around Mbale were meeting for prayers and worship. All six of us said okay, that we would come, but I was the only one who actually went. Slowly by slowly this man and other church members kept me thinking about my needs in Jesus Christ." Yes indeed, we often recall the person or persons introducing us to Jesus our Lord, yet afterward, are we willing to become one of God's vagabonds? Consider your answer while reading this book.
