January was an exciting month at Word of Life Church in Juba, South Sudan!
These 7 photos from Adi Ban’s trip to Donbas, Ukraine reveal:How this trip is actually fruit of the ministry Adi and Ema have been faithfully doing for years with your support, three ways Adi’s team offered valuable aid, both physical and spiritual and an unexpected challenge the team faced.
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.
The villagers 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.
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.
The Community Police Forum (CPF) and police are meeting with the principal of the local school to discuss some issues regarding transport of the schoolchildren, but soon the meeting changed to a familiar tone I have heard so many times. “What are there for these children to do? They are idle! There are no activities to keep them busy! Nobody is making any extra effort to help these children! If I were in their shoes, I would also do the wrong things that they are doing!”
When believers connect, it makes a difference. When we look back over 2018, we’re jazzed at what the Lord did through the connection between you and our partners. That last part is important. What the LORD did. It’s His mission, but graciously, He lets us be part of it. This month, we’re hoping you’ll be encouraged by some of the highlights from 2018 that He let us collectively be part of.
“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.
In 2016, you graciously stepped in to bless an impoverished, struggling subsistence-farming community in Victoria Falls, Zimbabwe with a maize mill. So, two years later, how is their investment doing? Is it still operational? Is it accomplishing what we set out to accomplish?
Mugabi Abdallah was a twenty-two-year-old Muslim accused by his girlfriend of something he believes he did not do.Heartbroken and hopeless, he was serving his sentence in Kauga Prison in Uganda.