There are calls that mark an entire life. One day, God's voice breaks through the tumult, and nothing ever remains the same. When God places a burden in a person's heart, He doesn't just entrust him with a mission: He shapes a story.

Twenty years have passed since the day God called a twenty-two-year-old young man to serve Him. At the time, I didn't know what lay ahead. I didn't know the challenges, joys, tears, and victories that would mark the journey—but one thing was certain: the path would not be easy.

Today, as I pause for a moment, almost halfway through, I look back with gratitude and forward with a deep desire for renewal.

If the Lord grants me another twenty years of service, I hope they will be marked by fuller obedience, humbler dependence, simpler faith—and a truer burden. And perhaps, at sixty-two, I will return here to write a new page... a page filled with powerful testimonies, humility, gratitude, and the fragrance of a life given for the glory of God.

In the meantime, let me tell you about these first twenty years—how God shaped our hearts, strengthened our vision, and built, stone by stone, the work He entrusted to us.

This story is not just mine: thousands of people, near and far, can identify with it, for God has given us the grace to touch many lives along this journey.

The Weight of a Burden

Sometimes I feel the need to turn my gaze toward the past, as if my feet longed to tread once again the paths of old. My heart then yearns to meet the saints of old, to converse with them and probe their thoughts. But a fear dwells within me: if I saw what they saw, if I heard what they heard, would I not be troubled? Do the dreams of my generation, really accord with what the saints of old fought so hard for? So many questions arise within me…

We live in a world that finds no shame in superficiality—a life without burdens, without constraints, without a weight to carry. What if, in this quest for freedom and well-being, many of my generation have bowed down before an idol? Wouldn't what we so often call "a good life" be, in reality, a wasted life?

The Scriptures remind me that the saints of old kept themselves from the burden of sin and the weight of disobedience. They walked in the joy of obedience and the lightness of freedom in God. They bowed down before Him, loved Him, and served Him.

And yet they carried another burden: the one that oppresses the heart. They wept and sighed, because they themselves were not yet fully transformed, because the world was not yet as God intended it to be, and because His Kingdom had not yet been revealed in all its glory.

This is the secret of the saints of old: they were men and women burdened with a passion for His glory.

May I never go through this life without carrying within me that which makes my heart beat, that which weighs on my soul, that which awakens me to prayer, that which compels me to serve God and to fast—until the image of Christ is fully formed in the saints, and His name is honored among the nations.

The Birth of a Burden

The prophets of old liked to use an expression when transmitting the message received from God: "Oracle of the Lord"—Ijambo ry'Uhoraho in Kirundi,

In the Hebrew text, two words are translated as oracle: Dabar and Masa, whose root means burden or load. These prophets were not simple orators speaking in the name of God; in the very process of revelation, God placed a weight, an inner burden, on their hearts. Thus, their words were the expression of a cry born of a divine charge.

The book of Habakkuk opens thus: "Oracle revealed to Habakkuk," literally "the burden that Habakkuk saw." And this burden is manifested in his prayer: "Accomplish your work in the course of the years, O Lord!"

Jesus said: "The Kingdom of God is like a grain of mustard seed; He is the smallest of all, yet he becomes a great tree, and the birds of the air come and dwell therein.”

We speak of the burden of seeing the Kingdom begin small, then slowly grow, until it bears fruit. This is also the story of so many ministries over the centuries… and it is the story of Little Flock Ministries. We testify that God has given us a revival of the Church—a burden that manifested itself through works that began as small as they began, but grew over time.

The Expression of a Burden

While God no longer gives canonical revelations like those of the biblical authors, He continues to place a spiritual burden in the hearts of His servants—similar to Habakkuk's: to see the Lord revive His people through His Spirit and His Word.

For me, this story goes back a long way, when God spoke to me, calling me to devote myself to prayer and teaching about revival. In 2005, at the age of 22, I heard the call to give up everything to serve Him full-time. The journey of ministry then began. In 2010, I met Arielle, with whom I quickly shared the vision and divine calling. We were married in 2013.

Beginning in 2014, a series of holy adventures followed, each complementing the other, to fulfill the vision of seeing the saints walk in the Trinitarian fullness—for lasting transformation, to the glory of God and the joy of His people:

The Complexity of a Burden

Returning to the paths of old does not mean wallowing in nostalgia, but sharing the hearts of the saints of yesterday and pursuing their faith.

It also means hoping in a God who can accomplish infinitely more than we think or ask. It means desiring to see what God has in store for our generation and offering ourselves to Him to accomplish it.

Little Flock draws deeply from history without being confined by it. Our roots are rooted in four great legacies:

Through these legacies, we continue to listen to History, examine the present, and wait with hope for what the Father is preparing for our generation—so that we miss nothing of His work.