God is transforming lives in mission and we would like to share these stories of transformation with you. Read about God's work in the stories from our missionaries and short term mission teams.
Over the past couple of years, God has opened my eyes to the poor, particularly those who beg every weekend at the night market in our neighbourhood. I have sought them out, befriended them, and offered them a cold drink, a meal, a prayer, whatever they would be open to receive. I have longed for these precious people to feel valued, accepted. The trouble is, they are so accustomed to being marginalized that they are often very difficult to get close to.
Read more: A Party for Gope
It can be heartbreaking to hear the stories that bring kids to the Bethania Home for Children in South India, but we put our hope in God who is a “father to the fatherless” (Psalm 68:5).
Read more: A New Home for Ramya and Sethu
ACTION from Winnipeg to the Philippines
I am amazed at how much God loves us. It says in Psalm 139:1-3, “You have searched me, LORD, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.” God loves every single person on this earth and he has a unique plan for every one of us.
Read more: He Sees Each One
I was impressed that Jasmine, only 16 years old, came to church every Sunday on her own. Jasmine’s father passed away and she lives with her mother and older sister. She was baptized in February. Although her Thai Buddhist family harassed her for her faith and refused to attend her baptism, Jasmine found support at Bethel MB Church’s youth group.
Read more: Faith Despite Opposition
Every Saturday, our TREK team (serving with John and Ev Wiens) visited the kids and teens at an orphanage in Volnyansk, Ukraine. I was drawn to Karina. At first she was hesitant. She wanted our love but was afraid of being hurt. She had a hard time believing we could love her. Eventually she softened towards us. When we’d arrive she was the first to greet and hug us.
Read more: Healing Scars
Our TREK team first noticed Irene sitting on a bench at a youth day we hosted. She had a flip flop tied to each of her severely deformed clubbed feet. One of her hands only had one finger. She moved slowly and painfully with the help of her niece. Both feet were twisted in opposing directions. She sat patiently on the sidelines while the others ran, ate, sang and played games. Our hearts broke for her.
Read more: The Crippled Will Walk
In Tlaxiaco, Mexico, Alejandro and Sayra lead a team of Mexican missionaries committed to reaching unreached Mixtecos in Oaxaca and Guerrero. New team members attend three months of training before being placed in nearby Mixteco communities for a six month practicum and then moving long-term to live with an unreached people group, learn the language and call people to Christ.
Read more: Christ Without Cultural Trappings
Our TREK team is living in Kinshasa, DR Congo – a city of 10 million people. Everyone around us knows where the “five Canadians” are staying. They take note when we come and go. They know where we buy our food. They know all of our routines. It is very uncommon to see other Caucasian people in this area, unless they are driving in their private or company vehicles, driving in and out of secured locations and gated houses.
Read more: The Power of Protection
Our TREK (10-month) team walked by the train station every day on our way to Hope Center Church. We quickly got in the habit of stopping for a drink and meal. I remember the first morning I met Knot and Goi, who own the coffee shop in the station. I had been trying to order food ‘to-go’ from a nearby vendor. When you’ve only been learning Thai for a few weeks, ordering food successfully is a major challenge! This particular morning was a flop. The vendor called others over one by one to see if anyone could understand me. Eventually, I’d met all the vendors at the train station!
Read more: Thai Take-Out
During my ACTION (short-term) mission experience in Brazil, I received incredible hospitality. Although the Brazilians spoke Portuguese, they never hesitated to hug us and invite us into their homes – even before they knew our names. They did everything they could to make us feel like we were family, pouring out their love into our team.
Read more: ￼Discovering My Mission Field