His name was Frederick Antony Ravi Kumar Zacharias. We all knew him as Ravi Zacharias. A short portion from Ravi’s official obituary reads, “Zacharias’s great-great-great-grandmother shocked her Nambudiri family, the highest caste of the Hindu priesthood, by converting to Christianity. With conversion came a new surname, Zacharias, and a new path that started her descendants on a road to the Christian faith.”
I can not go to Poland. I am not allowed to minister in Romania. I would not be allowed to get on a plane to most any of the countries that ITMI has obediently ministered in for almost 40 years. The world is pretty much shut down for foreign missionaries. Unless you are…
I know that times may be tough and uncertain from the human standpoint, but as with Joseph’s story, our God doesn’t operate on our human level. He is not limited to what we can understand…that is why He tells us to trust Him and obey even when the storm is raging. May you rest this month and know the storm is in His hands.
Many years ago, I was given this well-worn bit of experiential wisdom by an old-timer, “…don’t discuss religion and politics….” I hope to follow that advice and to discuss neither in my musings this month. I am reminded, however, of…
“It shouldn’t hurt this bad,” read the text message from India. The text came almost three weeks after Mark Burritt and I accompanied ITMI’s David and Taru Kumar to the funeral of Taru’s “mother.” Taru shared that she is deeply hurting and struggling to sleep. Taru’s “mom” came to rural India as a 30+ year old Australian missionary. She spent the last 60+ years loving on and raising up homeless, orphaned Indian girls. Margaret Williams was 94 years old when she was called to her real home.
Allow me to share with you a testimony from Muhindo Kawede, our partner in Uganda. I hope you can read between the lines and experience some of the challenges he had and the unfairness directed at him by church leaders in the Congo when he “spoke the truth in love” to them.
It has been a challenging couple of months. Not so much for what has happened to me personally, but what has been placed in the lap of those that I love and care for.
What struck me in this particular slum – where at least 30% of the residents are refugees from Kawede’s homeland – was that the people live in such filthy conditions, it’s hard to describe.
It was a short video, and was a tad grainy, but it showed clearly what challenges the people of rural India, and as a matter of fact, the rest of the world live under.The video was sent to me by our partner Paul in India. If we could show you the video it would show…
The call took almost an hour. Fifty-six minutes to be exact. Taru had headed to the bank for the fairly normal task of withdrawing the funds graciously given to help them live and care for women and children of the local Muslim slum. But she was met with something unexpected when she arrived.