Monthly Archives: May 2014

E is for Encouraging the Workers in the Field

E is for Encouraging the Workers in the Field2

“When I share the Gospel, the people say don’t come to my village again. And if you come again, I will put you in prison or I will beat you. But we will come back again and we will take fasting and prayer and we will go again to the same village because we believe Jesus has called us.”

“I am ready to suffer for Christ because I always keep this in my mind, that Christ has suffered for me, and no matter what people say or do, even if they take my life I am ready to face it.”

“He sent His one begotten Son for us. If He is ready to send His one begotten Son, why we should not go?”

These are the words of missionaries in South Asia who are reaching out to their family, friends, neighbors, and forgotten villages throughout the land. They know the language. They know the customs and culture. They have received the training at the 67 Bible colleges throughout the land. They don’t represent a foreign nation or a foreign religion. They live and work and serve alongside their brothers and sisters.

But they face many obstacles. Like Elijah, they sometimes wonder if they are the only ones who follow Christ. Like Paul and Silas, they know what it is like to be beaten for the words they speak. They don’t always have food or shelter. They need prayer partners and ministry partners to encourage them and let them know they are not alone. Come and meet some of these men and women. Read about the land that they serve in and the needs that exist. Then join them in this mission to reach the forgotten with the love of Jesus Christ.

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 Ben and Me

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D is for Dalit

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Children and raw sewage should never be forced to coexist. Children should never be forced to work long hours in the hot sun, with no hope of freedom or an education. Children should never be hungry, unwanted, or forgotten. But for 300 million Dalits in India, they and their children live with these harsh realities every single day.

In India, the Dalits are the lowest level of the Hindu caste system. Their name literally means “broken,” “crushed,” or “oppressed.” But these are not just words to these broken people; this is the life they live day in and day out.

Yet God has not forgotten them. He died for every single man, woman, and child living in poverty beyond comprehension. He died for the ones society does not want. He died for the children who have no bread and no hope. Please pray that His love and His message of hope will reach every hurting heart. Pray that teams would be able to deliver the education and resources the Dalits need to embrace a future that doesn’t force children to be hungry, forgotten, or sick. You can learn more about the Dalits and some of the men and women working to reach them at http://www.gfa.org/dalit/about-the-dalits/.

 Ben and Me

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C is for Check-Up Day

C is for Check Up Day

What does a doctor’s visit mean to you? An extra expense? An hour off of work? A test result you may not want? Do you know what it means to a child living in a poor community in South Asia?

  • The first time they’ve held a toothbrush or been shown how to use one
  • The first time someone has checked their vision
  • The first time anyone has ever looked in their ears or their throats
  • The first time someone has listened to their heartbeat with a stethoscope
  • The first time a doctor has examined them or prescribed medication

Children around the world need medical care. Please pray for the teams reaching out to them with help for their bodies and help for their souls. Take a look at the bright smiles a check-up brought to young faces and pray for many more to follow.

 Ben and Me

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B is for Baby Girls

B is for Baby Girls

I wanted to cry when I read Mayuri’s story. I cannot fathom the depth of despair she and so many other women face every day in Asia. I have been blessed to visit a dear friend a few hours after she has delivered each of her two boys. She and her husband have rejoiced at each boy’s birth, but not because the new family member is a boy, but because a healthy, happy baby has arrived. Its gender does not matter; they have refused to find out ahead of each baby’s birth, relishing the surprise when the baby finally arrives. But in many parts of Asia, a baby girl is nothing to celebrate.

Can you imagine, growing up, knowing that your family wishes they were not burdened by your expense? Can you imagine knowing that you are unwanted and unloved by your father? Can you imagine growing up, marrying, and delivering a child of your own—only to be beaten again and again when your first child, and your second, are also daughters?

Mayuri suffered beatings at the hands of her husband and ridicule from her in-laws. She finally fled the marriage, alone, with her two daughters to care for and support. She returned home to her mother, who had suffered beatings from a drunken husband. By this time her father had left, and Mayuri and her mother attempted to provide for themselves and the little girls.

But attempts to find work ended disastrously and Mayuri finally resorted to the only means left to her to earn money to feed her hungry children. This choice brought more shame to her family and ridicule from her neighbors.

After so much abuse and mistreatment from so many, Mayuri was skeptical when a pastor told her about Jesus. Could there be a man who would cherish her, even now? Could there be a God who would hear her? She didn’t think so, and she refused to risk another heartache. But then she found the tumor, and she grew desperate. She agreed to visit a church service, expecting to be shunned and despised by the people inside and the God they represented.

But she wasn’t. She was loved. She felt joy unlike anything she had ever experienced before. So she returned the next Sunday. And the next. Until one Sunday, Mayuri took the chance. She said “yes” to this God who loved her, who valued her, who looked at her and saw a precious, broken daughter, not a burden or an object of scorn.

Mayuri received new life that day, a life full of hope and promise for an eternity full of love beyond imagination. She also received physical life, as God healed her tumor and gave her body another chance. She works now as a daily wage laborer and is able to send her daughters, whom she loves so much, to school.

Because every child is a reason to celebrate.

You can read more about the needs of the women of Asia at http://www.gfa.org/news/articles/a-baby-girl-is-nothing-to-celebrate/.

 Ben and Me

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