It was 4am. ITMI’s Steve Evers couldn’t sleep. In a couple of hours, he would begin a 12-13 hour day of ministry in Poland, but he knew he wasn’t going to fall asleep. …
ITMI’s Jim La Rose has been serving in Poland for two decades. Jim is a master teacher and has a special ability to…
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Szymon (name changed for privacy) stared at his doctor. What he’d just heard was something he simply couldn’t accept. “I’m only 15 years old,” he thought, “how can I possibly have cancer?”
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When Jim LaRose returned home after serving at a weeklong summer camp for youth, an email was waiting for him, and it meant big changes.
Confusion, fear, uncertainty swirled inside little Kamil’s four-year-old heart and mind. Why was this happening? Where was he going? How long would he be gone? In hindsight, it was best that Kamil didn’t know the answers to these questions.
“We all can see Kamil’s better behavior and you also take credit for it,” was the incoming text received by ITMI’s Jim La Rose. The text message was from the Director of the group home, or Dom Dziecka, for children in care of the Polish state near Jim’s home. Jim has visited the home at least once a week for years now, helping with homework, building relationships and investing in the young, marginalized lives of the residents there.
Twelve-year-old Kamil (name changed for his protection) wore an expression that was odd for a boy leaving the hospital. His face should have been happy. He was going home after having tubes put in his ears. The tubes would have relieved much of the intense inner ear pain the boy had experienced. He should be smiling. But Kamil’s face was more sad than anything else.
The first days of summer camp 2017 were rough. It was early August. Instead of the normal anticipation and excitement that should have shrouded the beginning of the week, a cloud of negativity hung over the camp like smog.