In this 2.5 minute video, ITMI’s Vicky Waraka introduces us to Asha, a widow with six children in her care and one of the women ITMI supporters helped with seed money so she could start earning a steady income!
During this season of giving, we asked ITMI partners to share their heartfelt answers to several questions. May their answers bless and encourage you!
FEAR ROSE INSIDE HIS CHEST as Bilal ducked under the door of his home – a mud hut where his family was squatting. At night, he still woke in a fearful sweat, remembering what happened the last time he and his brother had come home empty-handed.
ITMI’s Steve Evers and Kent Reisenauer tell us all about their time in South Sudan, including: How they managed to get in and stay out of trouble, our partners’ “secret” of how they manage to stay spiritually healthy in the midst of trauma, how Steve met Vicky after being stranded in South Sudan years ago, a jaw-dropping story from Lazarus’ past, and three ways anyone can partner with Vicky and Lazarus to make a big difference for suffering victims of tribal violence.
These are just a few of the items provided by supporters for our guys to take with them to bless our partners and their ministries. …
“There was such a lack of tension and a lack of angst there… We later found out that so many of them have gotten saved through Kawede’s ministry and have been, and are being discipled, that it’s just revolutionized the flavor inside this prison.”
Dorca is a widow in Juba, South Sudan. She and her handful of children live like most of the just under half a million residents of the capital city. There were no others stepping up to feed Dorca’s children. The pressure and responsibility had been unceremoniously dumped on her shoulders. It was up to her – and the Lord. It wasn’t like she could just go get a job.How would she keep these children entrusted to her alive?
January was an exciting month at Word of Life Church in Juba, South Sudan!
The village dashed madly for their huts. They had caught one glimpse of the initial brownish-grey clean-out water spilling from the head of the newly drilled well. Moments later, they returned with the various makeshift containers, ready to collect the contaminated water.
“Uncle, if God loves me, why did He take away my father, my mother and brother from me?”The twelve-year-old boy wasn’t even fighting the tears that spilled from his upturned, searching eyes.