Called: Siyanda Landzela – making disciples among the fatherless
Fatherlessness is rampant in the Cape Town suburbs, with roots in the colonial era when many Xhosa fathers left their wives and children to work in the mines. Though those days are gone, absentee fathers have become a generational trend.
My...
Read MoreCalled: Baba Adamu Akawu – no excuses in missions giving
Most people wait until they have it all figured out before they engage in missions, but not Baba Adamu Akawu. Born in 1949, Baba Akawu, now 75 years old, is a living testimony that serving God in missions is a heart matter.
Um missionário pioneiro Xhosa abre portas no Malawi
Abandone a escuridão! Venha para a luz!
Pum’ebumnyameni! Yiza ekukanyeni!
Pegue o escudo e confie na fé!
Qubula ikaka umise nge kohlo!
Mire para a frente e vá para a cruz!
Fun...
Read MoreStephen continua a história dos missionários Tangale
Stephen Nitte parece completamente à vontade em meio ao equipamento de laboratório do Partners in Hope Medical Center, no Malawi, na África Austral. A sua expressão mais natural é um grande sorriso. Missionário da Nigéria, as suas qualifica...
Read MoreChamada: contra as possibilidades
Como muitos outros, a minha caminhada no Senhor começa quando conheci alguém que realmente nasceu de novo. E tive a sorte de conhecer essa pessoa antes e depois do novo nascimento. Esta pessoa é agora a minha esposa.
Após algum ...
Read MoreMy paintings are my sermons – Alberic Kouassi
I grapple with connecting my artistic work with my faith, because to me, faith is a deeply personal matter between an individual and their God. However, I am intrigued by certain African practices regarding religious matters. What is our s...
Read MoreCalled: Dr. Sam Fabiano – A scalpel and a Bible
The patient lay on the operating table. I stood over him in my green scrubs, hands to my chest. I had done this procedure countless times, but I knew as much as everyone else in that room—like life itself, surgeries are unpredictable.Read More
Called: Grief, scorpions and healing
I was struggling. Like frying popcorn in an open pot, my unexpressed emotions flew everywhere. I seethed silently in resentment and stewed in my depressive thoughts.
My relationship with fellow missionaries teetered on irreparable d...
Read MoreCalled: Ralambo Tiffanie – no longer lonely
I faced a lot of suspicion when I first arrived as a missionary on the Island. Unknown to me, some Malagasy single women who arrived before me were involved in prostitution. It was tough to settle as a single Malagasy girl on an Island tha...
Read MoreFridays or Sundays: missions in the Persian Gulf
What does personality have to do with evangelism? I’ve always been a man of the people, easily adaptable and sociable. This has become one of my greatest assets in reaching people in a far land, with a language and a culture I barely und...
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