In the year 1800 A.D., an outrigger canoe from Rai’atea, near Tahiti, was caught in a storm, pushed off course, and then after drifting 750 miles west, landed on the northern shore of Rarotonga. The fishermen were greeted by the ariki (chief) Makea Tinirau and the people of the Te-au-o-Tonga tribe. They told the local people of tremendous changes that had come to their land in the former two years because of the arrival of the “kooke”. The fishermen also said that the people from “Beritini” (Britain ) had brought a new god – Jehovah, who had a son named Jesus Christ. Many of their people were becoming “Christian.”
Aged Makea Tinirau then asked, “Why would you desert the gods of your fathers to serve Jehovah? What blessing has Jehovah brought to Rai’atea?” The Rai’atean fishermen answered in one word, “Peace!”
As the fishermen left for home, the Rarotongans pondered the significance of the news which they had received. “Peace” was a dream of their entire island. For over a century anarchy and agnosticism had grown rapidly. Feuds, then tragic wars, had become commonplace in a formerly peaceful society.
The Rarotongans wanted the blessings of the “new God,” yet they knew him not, nor how to find him. Makea commanded his people to pray daily that someone would bring Jehovah. He built a marae (temple or holy place) to Jehovah, and named his next grandson “Jesus Christ.” For twenty-three years the people of that island literally prayed for “priests” of Jehovah.
In July, 1823, a teacher from the London Missionary Society arrived. Messengers ran the 21 miles around the island shouting, “Jehovah has come! Jehovah had come!” Within months hundreds of ancestral figures had been burned and almost all of the 8,000 people of Rarotonga were eagerly studying the Bible every day.
Over the world today, people are praying for teachers to come. They do not know who we are, and they know almost nothing about Jesus. But they want and need what Christ can give them. When Papahia, the Polynesian teacher, landed on Rarotonga in 1823 he was considered an answer to their prayers. They did not know him and personally he meant nothing to them. Yet his arrival generated immense excitement. Tradition records that people were running everywhere through the bush, along every path, around the perimeter road shouting the news of “Jehovah’s” arrival.
So today somewhere, there are those who pray for the coming of Jehovah. Will they ever be able to shout, “He has come?”