An Inspiring Story 25 Years In The Making

Erik Cooper —  July 10, 2013 — 10 Comments

This is a guest post from my brother-in-law and close friend, David Wigington, who pastors Cornerstone Christian Fellowship in Bloomington, Indiana. I struggled to process the possibilities of this story when he first shared it with me, but I think you will find both amazement and encouragement in the words that follow. We may never know how our smallest of gestures have rippled out to touch the world. Take 3 minutes and give this a read.

Screen Shot 2013-07-09 at 4.56.05 PM

It’s difficult to describe just how far Mbeya, Tanzania actually is from Indianapolis, Indiana. There really is no good way to get there

  • 8 hours to Schiphol Airport in Amsterdam.
  • 10 more hours south to Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania.
  • 14 more hours on the very underdeveloped highway system in Tanzania.

In June, I traveled to Mbeya at the invitation of my friend Rev. Dr. Barnabas Mtokambali, to speak at a very special dedication of a church planting school that is situated a couple hours away in an even more remote, out-of-the-way town (if that’s even possible) called Makambako. Tanzania has a culture that values honor, so while I was there I was assigned a “driver” to get me to the various meetings, meals, and church services.

His name was Pastor George James.

Pastor George is a quiet man with a very sweet spirit. He first gave his heart to Christ in 1988. Eight years later he felt called by God to become a pastor, so he went to Bible College and completed his education. After leading a local church for a few years, he became the principal of the Bible College in Mbeya. You don’t have to spend a long time with Pastor George to see that he has the heart of a teacher and a mentor. He lives on campus with his wife and two children, and has coached, educated, and trained hundreds of men and women for ministry over the last 10 years.


I spent three days climbing in and out of Pastor George’s late-1990’s Toyota Cressida, and he claims it was sitting there the whole time. Somehow I never saw it until our last ride together back to the airport. There, on the armrest between the driver and passenger seats, sat a burgundy leather Bible. But more than just the color or the binding, something very unique caught my attention.

There was a name clearly stamped in gold leaf on the lower right corner.

No, that can’t be right.

I was still a little jet-lagged. Worn down emotionally, physically and spiritually from three days of preaching. Were my eyes playing tricks on me?

YES! That’s what it says: KAREN COOPER


Karen is the mother of my life-long friend and brother-in-law, Erik Cooper. She’s been a spiritual mom to so many over the course of her life. Could it actually be possible that this Bible once belonged to her? I was already starting to get that sense something special was happening when I asked Pastor George how this had found its way into his possession.

“A few years ago, a friend of mine was travelling to Dar Es Salaam, so I gave him some money and asked him to try and find an NIV Bible. Many of the classes I teach are in English, and up to that point my only English Bible was a King James. He found this tabbed, thin-line NIV at a used bookstore in the city for 1,500 schillings (about one US dollar) and I’ve been using it ever since.”

For nearly a decade, Pastor George says that Bible has been his constant companion at every Bible college class he taught, every chapel service he has preached, and every Sunday morning service he has attended or led.

So how does a Bible with my life-long friend and brother-in-law’s mother’s name on it end up in Pastor George’s hands in Mbeya, Tanzania?

Needle in a haystack?



Karen remembers donating several Bibles to a “Bible Drive” at our local church in Indianapolis nearly 25 years ago. Initially, she wasn’t going to give away the ones that had her name on them or held any kind of “keepsake” value. But she distinctly remembers her father-in-law, Rev. Ed Cooper, saying, “Karen, Bibles weren’t meant to be kept on a shelf gathering dust. They were meant to be used.”

So right about the time Pastor George was leaving a life of East African tribal religion, animism, and witchcraft for new life in Jesus Christ, Karen Cooper gave away a few of her Bibles. And somehow, it seems, one of those Bibles ended up in a used bookstore in Dar Es Salaam, East Africa.

Until a few weeks ago, she had mostly forgotten and certainly didn’t know where any of those Bibles ended up. Perhaps now she does.

“So will the words that come out of my mouth not come back empty-handed. They’ll do the work I sent them to do, they’ll complete the assignment I gave them.” –Isaiah 55:11 (The Message)

On a dusty road in Mbeya a few weeks ago, I got a little glimpse of heaven. Can you imagine what it will be like when the curtains that separate us from eternity’s perspective are rolled back and we will see all of the investments we have made in the Kingdom of God?

Screen Shot 2013-07-09 at 4.56.05 PM

NOTE: Here are links to two Bible donation organizations for anyone interested in putting an old Bible to good use.

Bible Senders
Bible Foundation

10 responses to An Inspiring Story 25 Years In The Making

  1. Erik or David, know of anywhere people can respond to this post by donating Bibles?

  2. Holy Smokes Erik. . .Thanks For Sharing This AWESOME AWESOME AWESOME account. Just When I’ve BeEnling Flat Too! Very Inspiring. Soooo good To SEE EVIDENCE of God’ UNSEEN HANDS MOVING And Wha Good Work HE Is Able To Accomplish !

  3. This story reminds me of a conversation I had a few days ago with a friend of ours that is leaving for the mission field with his wife to Ecuador, South America, in about a year. They have been on several short mission trips to Ecuador but have felt a strong call to go full time. They are going fully self-supported. Having sold a very successful business, close enough in age to retire, having children and grandchildren, they are following their hearts south, but just a little more south than Florida;). Our conversation was focused on the village where they will be ministering and what our involvement could be with them as far as short term mission’s trips. He told me about the openness to the gospel that all the people had and were begging for teachers to teach them the bible. Our conversation turned to the five missionaries in the 1950’s who gave their lives trying to reach a certain tribe in Ecuador. And how the family of one of those men stayed and continued to live among and translate the bible to this tribe, seeing many, including the ones that murdered the men missionaries, come to a saving relationship with Jesus.
    I commented on the courage it took for the two women (a sister and a wife) and about the story that would have never been told if they would have returned home. (If you have never read “Beyond the Gates of Splendor” or seen the movie “The End of the Spear”, please do, you will never regret it). And then I think about the courage it takes, everyday, to be obedient to the tasks that God is asking of us. From donating a bible to going to the mission’s field, and everything else in between, we have no idea the impact that it will have on those around us and how far it will reach, but God surely does!

    1 Corinthians 13:12
    The Message (MSG)
    12 We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!

    • Beautiful story Amy. It does amaze me how God not only uses what we would consider “major sacrificial obedience” (like you referred to here) as well as the simplest of gestures we have even forgotten about (like the donation of a Bible) to make an impact on people’s lives. I believe we will be amazed when we see how the whole tapestry is woven together.

  4. This is an amazing story–and I don’t use that word in its overused way. I mean truly amazing! Accounts like this one give me chills. I feel like sometimes God gives us little clues as to just how much he loves, likes, and believes in us–little “smiles” or “winks” to remind us that He knows exactly who we are and that nothing we do for His kingdom is overlooked. LOVE this–thank you for sharing!

  5. Erik – I love this!! I’m gonna repost it on my blog. We need to recount God’s love and care over and over, everywhere!! Terrific !!!

  6. That is simply one of the most amazing stories I have ever read. Tears reading by the end.

Leave a Reply

Text formatting is available via select HTML. <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <s> <strike> <strong>