I’ve seen it time and again. In the hope of constructing a church building, African Christians pool their paltry resources and discover that the total sum is only enough for a crudely fashioned mud and thatch hovel.

It seems hardly fit for children of the King. Yet He’s always invited…and He always shows up.

Nearby, an ornate mosque taunts the humble structure, along with the beliefs behind it. It beckons to the villages to abandon their foolish building and follow Allah, who provides for their needs.

This is the plight of native Christians in Africa. Armed with resources, Muslim fundamentalists are rapidly converting the entire continent, while followers of Christ struggle to survive.