"My egg broke"
I was one of a group of seven waiting to be initiated. I could only ask Jesus Christ to help me.They brought an egg that each of us had to stand on. This was part of the ceremony. I felt someone inside me asking,
"What are you doing here? Can't you stand up and go away, this place is too dirty?"
I was the last boy and also the thinnest in the group. The others were all heavier than me. One by one they stood on top of the egg – it
did not break. Then it was my turn. I stood on the egg, just as all the rest had done, but for me the egg broke. The witch doctor was very angry – it was as though he became mad. At that moment God's power came into me. The witch doctor was shouting but I answered him with words from the Bible. I went to the altar, took my clothes, threw the skin off and went home. Every villager, even my grandfather, was afraid of me.
No-one had ever spoken to the witch doctor like that.