Published on September 19th, 2019
This month, The Voice of the Martyrs is celebrating five years of God’s goodness in allowing VOM Radio to present stories of persecuted Christians. The story below is from one of the most powerful on the program.
Brent and Shelley Teague, missionaries in West Africa, shared the story of when Brent was shot by radical Muslim al-Qaida terrorists in Niger. The story below is from the interview with Brent. (Edited from the original for length and clarity.)
Brent: I really shouldn’t be alive. I was going up to a village 90 miles north of the capital city of Niamey in Niger. And I had a couple of Bible students with me and their families, and we had three children in the car.
And these al-Qaida operatives were in another vehicle that came alongside our vehicle in broad daylight and opened fire with a machine gun through the driver’s door. So the first bullet went through my knee, and the second bullet went through the shin of my leg. It just missed the main artery by about a millimeter, but I was in pretty bad shape.
Then they [took control of] our vehicle and followed it in theirs. They took us off road and robbed us. I ended up in the middle of the desert, and I honestly had no hope for survival. They discussed finishing us off, but the commander decided not to waste the ammunition; they thought I was going to die anyway.
I was praying. At first I was really questioning God, why He permitted me to be in the situation I was in, and then I realized I’m going to be seeing Jesus soon. I need to have a better attitude. So then I just started worshipping the Lord and thanking Him for saving me and for all he’s done in my life. And thanking Him for the privilege of serving Him, and then is when I started praying for Shelley and my two daughters.
But God did a miracle. I should be dead. I was laying in the desert praying, getting ready to go to heaven when the Lord spoke to me and told me that my mission wasn’t over on earth. And the miracle is that there was an anonymous phone call to the federal troopers’ office ….in the capital city telling them that I’d been shot, that I was critically wounded, giving them the location where I’d been dumped in the desert. The miracle is that phone call came 30 minutes before I was even attacked. Otherwise they wouldn’t have gotten to me on time. I don’t know how God did that, but it happened.
There were 12 other attacks that same year in that same area. I’m the only driver that survived the attacks.