Jahim shares how a truth from God’s Word transformed his life and what happened when he began to pass along the wisdom he received.
“No one has ever told me that the money I have belong to God and I am just a manager managing God’s money and have the privilege to enjoy His money. I have never tithed in my life and I spend what I have in foolishly. I am going to starts a new life from what I have learned today.”
During WW2 Singapore City was about to face a siege by the Japanese. General Yamamoto delivered a note saying, “In the interests of chivalry we invite you to surrender.” Lance Percival fell for it and surrendered despite outnumbering the Japanese 4 to 1.
ITMI’s Jahim and Gisma Buli, in Juba, South Sudan are facing the “giants” in their world. Jahim is being persecuted by other believers because…
ITMI’s Lazarus Yezinai tells us of a woman named Miss Anita who came to the church that ITMI helped start from the teachings of VCLi’s S.A.L.T. Discipleship training. The church is located on the front lines of battle, inside this Muslim slum. Miss Anita was not at church to worship, but specifically to…
Without some insight, it really doesn’t make much sense. When you take off from LAX (Los Angeles Airport) on your way to India via Hong Kong, you go straight…north. Toward San Francisco. Hong Kong is 15 flight hours from LAX, and if you look at a map, it is almost due …west! Ah, here is the issue.
Jahim’s mother, Rebecca, was taken captive. She endured years of slavery and abuse before being reunited with her family in an incredible turn of events. It would be tempting to put a neat bow on this story and say they lived happily ever after as a big happy family. To tell you that in response to this miracle, his mother has been happily living with Jahim, serving in his church and has been an active agent for God’s Kingdom in South Sudan. But that wouldn’t be quite accurate. Not yet anyway.
It was an early morning in South Sudan.Martha (name changed) fearfully peeked between the bamboo that formed a bathroom structure. She didn’t dare breathe. Even the sound of a breath could make it the last one she drew into her throbbing chest. Her eyes were dry. She didn’t even dare to blink. She watched from behind the bamboo as her neighbors murdered her brothers and sisters.
Before December 2016 there was a plan by the rebels to attack the capital of South Sudan, Juba, before Christmas. The government was preparing for a wide-scale war with rebels. We saw movement of army and their weapons. It was not rumours anymore. It was real. We could see it and feel it.
It was a Sunday in July of this year. We were in our normal Sunday service and there was an intensive war with big artilleries and helicopter was hovering over us.