My House Became the Meetinghouse

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“Look unto me in every thought; doubt not, fear not.”

(D&C 6:36)

'In Africa, when an old man dies, it's a library burning.' (Amadou Hampâté Bâ)

We cannot afford to lose the stories and histories of our people and ancestors.

Don’t delay!  Visit your elderly relatives, gather their stories, record these for your children so they will know of their heritage.

As members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Africa, we all have a special  story to share - of our journey to find the truth, how we, or our families, joined the church. 

While visiting the Johannesburg, South Africa temple, Sister Anne Maisi from Zimbabwe shared her story:

“One morning in June 2010, I was walking home from visiting my mother who was not well, when I passed two missionaries. After greeting them, I asked if they knew of anyone looking for a house to rent.  They said, ‘No’, but I had only walked a few meters  when they called me back and asked for my phone number.  A few days later, a group of Elders visited me and arranged to rent the house – as a meeting house for the LDS church.

“We were baptised that same year and today my husband serves as a Bishop.

“I was hoping to find someone to rent the house but Heavenly Father gave me so much more.  He really answers our prayers if we have faith in Him.”

Please record your story and share it with us: