After six of the last eight plus weeks being either in southern Africa or in Eastern Europe, my body’s internal clock has pretty much gone haywire. For the whole week that I have been home my body has insisted on transitioning from deep sleep to wide awake at anywhere from 2:15 am to 3:35 am. Driving to the ITMI office at our normal starting time mentally feels like I’m arriving in the mid-afternoon, due to my work day starting 5-6 hours before.
This article originally appeared in the June 2013 edition of ITMI Monthly. Making Ends Meet in South Sudan Jahim’s passenger slid off the back of his small motor scooter, or bota bota as it came to a stop, eager to distance himself from the morning heat the motor was adding to the already sweltering temperature. Jahim […]
In the densely populated Kanyama slum just outside Lusaka, Zambia…
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A low groan came from the cot in the corner of the room. Her three-year-old son tossed restlessly, entangling himself in the thin covering she’d placed over him. There was no relief from the Zambian heat, and the fever just kept rising. Lily felt so powerless, watching him suffer. She knew the people of her church were praying for her son, but thought, “I need to do something more.”
Gathering him into her arms, she set out, stepping carefully over the rutted ground. She was going to see the witch doctor…
ITMI Monthly sat down with Richard Nungesser in hopes of giving our readers a glimpse into the every day lives of his family and what it takes to build the thriving ministry that is equipping and sending missionaries throughout the world. Hearing from Richard is always inspiring, so…ENJOY!
This article was originally published in the February 2013 edition of ITMI Monthly. Poland It had taken him years of studying and hard work, an international move from America to Poznan, Poland and many sacrifices, but he was finally about to taste the reward. Bruno was in his last weeks of medical school at Poznan University […]
Trying everything he can think of to build relationships with the locals of Onseepkans, South Africa where his family and mission are located, ITMI’s Gerhard le Roux takes food and supplies to a goat herders’ outpost about 2 miles away from the remote Onseepkans Mission. Two goat herders, Johanes and Jokobus..
“Good news!” was all the young boy could manage between breaths. The women, most balancing heavy jugs of water on their heads while carrying one in each hand, kept walking toward their village just a few steps ahead. They moved only their eyes toward the boy, who again heralded breathlessly, “Good news!”
The meager change landed next to her with a short clang. Twenty-two-year-old Magashwari had just finished washing the clothes of an upper caste family in Southern India in exchange for a few coins they tossed her way. Because of her blindness, she’d been told and treated like she didn’t matter by her family and society for so long that she believed it. And then one day there was a knock at her door.