Juan Velazquez Munoz grew up in San Lorenzo, a small town in Mexico with a big reputation for being a bad place. Juan didn't exactly do much to lift San Lorenzo's stature, as he was known in town as a heavy drinker and brawler. No one would have ever suspected that he would one day be a preacher (and a Heaven's Family-supported missionary)!
Read MoreCross-Eyed Missionary
Hatya acted like a man possessed, ripping his clothes, not eating for days, and sometimes living in the desert. His wife and family didn't know what to do, and they spent large sums of money on doctors and healers in hopes of finding a cure, but all in vain. Neither Hatya, nor his wife and family, ever considered seeking help from Jesus. Hatya and his wife despised Christians, who are a small minority in the state of Andhra Pradesh, where they live in India. In fact, they persecuted any followers of Jesus whom they encountered.
Read More“Old Unfaithful”
For the past 26 years, the children of Mt. Carmel Orphanage, in northern Haiti, have depended on a single well on their property to meet all their water needs. Daily pumping by little hands produced enough clean, fresh spring water to provide for all of the drinking, cooking and bathing needs of the children, as well as some very poor neighbors. Even after Mt. Carmel was infused with a new surge of orphans after Haiti's 2010 earthquake, the faithful well handled the increased water demand.
Read MoreLetter from a 6th-Grade Graduate
Besides food, the one thing that impoverished people around the world desire for their children is an education. They know that education is their children's only hope to escape the cycle of poverty. In many developing nations, however, public education is not free. Consequently, we receive many requests for tuition assistance.
Read MoreA Brownie Surprise…
Some years ago when I was a pastor, I walked into my church office after a Sunday morning service to find a little brown bag on my desk containing three chocolate brownies. Some thoughtful and anonymous saint who knew my love for chocolate had placed them there, along with a piece of paper that had a short story written on it.
Read MoreDavid Servant takes you to a forbidden village…
As I took their photographs, most tried to hide their hands and feet, embarrassed to show what remained of their diseased fingers and toes. Some had neither hands nor feet, but only stubs at the ends of their arms and legs. In the most advanced cases, the dreaded disease had infected their eyes and mouths, resulting in grotesque facial disfigurations. I was visiting, illegally, a remote and isolated mountaintop community in Yunnan Province, China, where about thirty men and women afflicted with leprosy are hidden from the rest of the world.
Read MoreOut of My Comfort Zone
I was not prepared for what I was seeing. Sitting silently on elevated tiers of benches, about 50 young women sat under glaring lights. Like items to be auctioned, they were all marked with white badges emblazoned with black numbers. Each was dressed seductively. Some shifted nervously.
Read MoreThe Country of Can’t
As I periodically travel around the world to visit poor believers whom Heaven's Family assists, I like to email "on the ground" reports in the form of blogs to our supporters. There are many of our supporters, however, who aren't subscribed to our blogs. So in this month's magazine, I'd like to share a few of the blogs I wrote in May from Cuba, a communist nation that has been called "the country of can't" by one of our partners there. He was making reference to the countless government regulations that suffocate Cuban ambitions. Heaven's Family has established eight thriving micro-banks in Cuba so far, and Christian borrowers are prospering in spite of their circumstances. Please consider signing up for future trip blogs here.
Read More1 Stitch at a Time
Twenty-two-year-old Solange sits quietly at a sewing machine, concentrating as she carefully mends a seam. Her work helps her forget, at least for a time, all she has suffered during her short life, and it gives her some hope for her future. Methodically pumping the treadle with her feet, Solange advances the fabric one small stitch at a time, an effort that is, for her, emblematic of her dreams.
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