Can You Hear Me Now?

We have been amazed as we have watched this mission to the rural villages grow from a seed God put in our hearts into a blossoming tree, so without doubt, I know, He and He alone deserves all the praise. He provided the seed, and He made it grow. He alone brings it to fruition, because He is Lord of the Harvest. The work of the Gospel is about seeds and harvests. I am grateful I heard His call to go to the poor to meet needs, and preach the Gospel.  Our desire is to train others to take this same vision as their own and use compassion ministries as a tool for the spread of the Gospel. 

I believe the poor must be some of God’s favorite people, because He made so many of them, and He calls and equips His church to go and serve them in His name.  Our work is not “social justice”.  It is not pity that looks down on the poor, feels sorry for them, then leaves them in a perpetual state of dependency. 

There are needs everywhere, but it has been a great honor for God’s compassion to work through us to lift the burdens of the poorest, those who have no means of lifting themselves out of deep poverty.  This is God’s justice for the poor. Micah 6:8 “ He has shown you, O man, what is good. And what does the LORD require of you, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.” 

One of our teachers always prays, “Lord, give us humble hearts to serve you when we go to the villages.” That prayer perfectly aligns with God’s heart for the poor and the heart of our ministry as well.  

I instruct our teachers to never tower above children or talk down to them, or talk “at” children, but to sit down among the little ones. I tell them, to start the day by greeting the children and letting the children see a welcoming smile. 

I instruct our teachers to show they care by being open and listening to children. In this way teachers build trust, because we can not teach children without making connections with them. I tell them, more than a disseminator of knowledge, the teachers must be models of Christian character by showing love and humility in their work with children. When children know their teacher cares, they win their hearts, and children are happy to learn from a teacher who cares. 

This must be our approach to all our other village work as well. We must go to the villages with a heart of humility, grateful for the privilege of serving the poor in His name. We must sit among them and listen. If we listen, the parents will tell us their children have nearly drowned trying to cross the rain-swollen  river during rainy season. We will learn that missed days of school puts their children behind in school and makes them want to drop out.  We will learn that no one in their village has ever graduated from high school. The teenage girls will tell us they want to complete their education, but because of poverty, their parents are forcing them into marriages to men they don’t even know. 

Listening opens opportunity to serve.

Serving opens opportunity to share the GOSPEL. 

Many times God has allowed us to see the big picture and connect the dots and work toward solving large scale whole community needs when we have taken the time to listen to the Chiefs talk about their concerns for their villages. Who knew a bridge could help keep children in school? We had neither the insight nor the money when God made it clear that He wanted us to build a bridge. Once that first bridge was completed, God helped us see how bridges open up access to education, agriculture, and trade. Since then, we have built six bridges and have the materials to build bridge number seven. God has provided the insight and the finances to do what He had in His heart for the poor. Listening and caring is so important. 

As a result of the bridges, schools, and other community development, we now have tremendous favor with al the chiefs. And, the greatest blessing to us is this, these village are open to the Gospel, and their children are receiving a tuition-free Christian education. This gives us great favor with the parents, because they know we care.  We have favor with the primary schools. Their head teacher recently asked us to offer training to their new teachers. 

God wants each believer to make themselves available for God to use however He chooses. It doesn’t mean solving everyone’s problems, but it does mean letting God help us see the weakest and the lowest through His eyes. God is calling us to go. It may be to the workplace, the schoolhouse, the public space, and any place you may have influence. It may be to the powerful uptown  businessman in the three-piece suit or the four year old little girl in rags far out in the village. Listen, be kind, be ready to say a good word for Jesus, and He will open opportunities. 

Matthew 9:37-38 Then He said to His disciples, "The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest."

The Little Village Girl in Rags

I didn't know, and then I knew, so I couldn't just walk away. When I first laid eyes on her, stomach distended from malnutrition and dressed in nothing but a rag, she printed herself deeply on my heart. Obviously, I can't get this little preschool girl out of my mind. She and all of the preschoolers in this, our 5th preschool, are now receiving a nutritious meal each day. Some friends have said they want to,provide clothes. If you would like to donate toward clothing or nutrition for these children, you can do so on the donate page on our website. www.surefoundationministry.com or by mail to Sure Foundation Ministry, PO Box 30332, Winston-Salem, NC 27130

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE
Because many friends and family around the world pray for us and care about our well-being, some missionary stories should be told after the fact, and not while they are unfolding. Well, here is one of those events in a missionary's life when there was no time or opportunity to ask anyone for prayer.

After a beautiful day of Bible study with our friends in the villages, we were tired, but a happy kind of tired, rejoicing in all God had done. We decided to simplify our evening by stopping by a restaurant and picking up some chicken and chips and a salad for us and for a dear friend, our sweet neighbor we affectionately call, Grandma.

The bag of take-away was smelling so good we could hardly wait to get home, relax and enjoy the meal, but first, we wanted to take Grandma her dinner. A drizzly rain dimmed our view as we drove up the dark mountain road to the bend where Grandma's long, steep driveway branched off to the left. Her driveway, like ours, is a patchwork of grass, mud holes, and large slick boulders.

It wasn't late, maybe 7:30 or so, but Grandma's little house was completely dark. I was concerned when I thought she had gone to bed without dinner, but just as we reached the summit and our headlights illuminated the house,  her door opened and she stepped down into the yard to meet us. She stood squinting, because she couldn't see anything but lights. But, when I stepped out in front of the vehicle, she smiled, happy to see us and expressed her gratitude for the meal. I asked about her day and we spent a few moments chatting, then we said our goodbyes.

As we backed down her driveway into the pitch blackness, she slowly  made her way to her porch where she stood watching. She always likes to wave goodbye one last time as we go.

In some spots outcrops of boulders line the curved drive, making it difficult to navigate in daylight, and a real challenge in the dark. A few times I have successfully navigated it in our little Mazda, but last night, we were driving George's big SUV.

After we backed down a little distance and realized our aim was off, we pulled forward a little then tried again. The little Grandma seeing our struggle made her way down the driveway to help.  She pointed and in broken English made suggestions, but nothing seemed to work. After repeatedly getting off track, I got out and tried to help.  As I was shining my flashlight on the scene, I was a little alarmed and a bit unsettled when I saw two men standing a little distance away in the shadows of some shrubs, quietly observing us.  When they saw that I noticed them, they both drew back and looked away.

We tried and tried again, then eventually, about halfway down the drive, our tires began to spin and we slid over one large jutting rock with our back tires stuck in a muddy trench and our back bumper resting against an enormous boulder. If you've ever wondered where "between a rock and a hard place" is, I believe I found it! That was it. We had to get home, but the vehicle wasn't going anywhere that night.

We collected our belongings, locked our vehicle and told Grandma we would walk home, then we prayed our vehicle would be safe until we could retrieve it. With the men still lurking in the shadows nearby, George and I began to make our way down the mountain, assuring  each other that God has everything under control and that somehow He would take care of us.

As we walked along, we prayed, "Thank you, Jesus for keeping the vehicle safe and for keeping us safe."   By the light of our flashlight, we could only see a step or two ahead of us. Was the vehicle vulnerable? Yes. We know vulnerable vehicles can be stripped in a short time. Were we vulnerable? Of course. We are two elderly people in a third world country, walking home alone in the dark, but we knew God could and believed He would take care of us. None of this caught Him by surprise, and He certainly wasn't worried.

Step by step, we eventually made our way to our gate and called for the guard to let us in. He was surprised to see us without a vehicle on the other side of the gate seeking entry.  We told him what had happened, and he seemed genuinely concerned. Then, just as we sat down to eat our meal, the guard called for us at the door. He said he had arranged for our neighbor, the gardener, Harry, armed with a flashlight, to guard the vehicle through the night. What a blessing! Harry was happy to get the side job, and we were happy we would be able to rest better knowing our vehicle would not be picked apart and hauled away during the night.

Harry returned early this morning, just as the night guard was finishing his shift. They called for me at the door to give a report of events on Harry's shift. I learned that during the night, as Harry sat by the vehicle, he repeatedly encountered men approaching the truck, but when he shone his light on them, each time they ran away. So, we are thankful the night guard arranged to hire Harry to guard the vehicle. You can imagine what might have happened if he had not.

Then the night guard said, "Let's go and push your vehicle out!" I asked, "Who can I hire to do it?" He answered, "Harry, the day guard, me and another man, four men are ready to push it out."  I was amazed at how God was answering our prayers and had everything under control.

So, a few minutes later, George and I met the men at the vehicle. The team of men looked at the vehicle from all angles discussing among themselves, then they sized up the situation and came up with a strategy.

Before the vehicle could be moved at all, the large stone wedged beneath the rear axle had to be moved. All four the men crawled under the truck and began to push and pull until the stone was finally removed. Then, they put their shoulders to the truck, George engaged the 4 wheel drive, and the truck inched forward with the wheels spinning in slippery mud. Fifteen minutes or so the vehicle was free. We gave each man a good tip, shook their hands, and thanked them for helping us. Harry was especially happy because he got two tips.

We drove home thankful for the men who helped us and for God's amazing protection and provision when we were fully dependent on Him. Without a doubt, it was a dangerous situation, but God provided all we needed. We have had a few situations, so when George and I come to mind, let that be a cue for you to pray for us.

Mwaiwawo

As we pulled into one of the villages this morning for our weekly  Bible study, a  woman was standing there with a teenager, who had a baby strapped to her back. We learned that this was a woman,  her daughter, Mwaiwawo, and the baby was her grandson, Antony. 

The woman smiled and pointing to her daughter asked, "Do you remember her?" I remembered the face, but I was having trouble making the connection. I answered, "No, please remind me."  Then the girl said, "Do you remember the day you were called to come to my house to pray for me?" Suddenly, as I recalled the event, I was overjoyed to see her and reached out to hug her. Here is their story...

On that day, as I was teaching, a woman rushed into the room and asked me to come with her to pray for a girl because she was very ill and in danger of losing her baby.  I stopped teaching to ask George to take the class. When he agreed, my interpreter and I jumped into the front of the 4x4 and the woman who came for me got into the back. 

At that time, I had never driven a 4x4, never a vehicle this big, and never one with the shift on the left. It felt really huge. Initially, we lurched forward and stalled. On the second try,  I found reverse then first, and all the rest made sense. We pulled onto the dirt road and began to progress with the woman in the back seat pointing the way.  We went on for some time, down one bumpy trail after another,  going further and further from anywhere I had ever been. Eventually, I knew we had to be in some distant village. 

Eventually, we came to a deep eroded gulley with a couple of logs piled in the bottom.  There I stopped to consider my options. I was sure the gulley would swallow my front tires, nevertheless, I asked my assistant to get out of the vehicle and go ahead of us to evaluate the situation. It did occur to me that she does not drive and might not be the best one to assess the risk.  

She walked over to the ditch, looked down, then back at me and said, "It's good. You can do it." She got back in, and we all prayed for safety. Then, I backed up a little, applied the gas, then ka-bump, ka-bump, we landed safely on the other side. Thank you Jesus! After another quarter mile of no road, from the back seat the woman pointed to a little cluster of mud brick houses off to the left.  We pulled in front of one and got out. 

This young girl, maybe 14, the one who was standing before me today, was sitting on the porch, obviously in late term of her pregnancy, very ill, and  agonizing in pain.We learned that when she started labor, she made her way to the clinic, which referred her to the city hospital. Although she was bleeding, she somehow made it to the hospital, where, the doctor examined her and  told her and to go home. Because she was so young, her pelvis was small, so her birth canal was too restricted for a natural childbirth. In short, doctors had given up on her because they were not prepared to deal with her special needs. Nevertheless, they were hopeful, because although we had never met, her mother had heard testimonies of God's healing of  many people in answer to prayer. 

As we walked up on the porch, several neighbors gathered around to witness what would happen. I didn't know the spiritual condition of any of these people, but I was not willing to miss an opportunity to introduce them to Jesus. I asked the girl and her mother if they were believers and if they had put their trust in Jesus to save them. They told me they were not Christians, so I told them how they could have a personal relationship with Jesus. They both prayed with me, putting their trust in what Jesus has done for them. 

Then, I asked permission to lay hands on the girl and pray for her. I laid my hands on her and prayed a simple prayer for a healthy, natural delivery of her baby and for the safety of this young girl. It was a simple prayer, but it was one that magnified Christ and His mighty resurrection power that saves and heals. 

Again, I shared the love of Jesus with them and asked them to completely put their trust in Jesus. We greeted all those gathered around, said our goodbyes and made our way back to the village where we started. 

Since then, I never saw the girl and her mother until today, over a year later. Today, the girl stood to testify that in answer to prayer, God healed her! She was able to deliver her baby naturally. She and her baby are doing fine!  She said, "Now, I want to come to these classes to learn." 

The resurrected Lord Jesus is now seated at the right hand of God the Father Almighty, the highest position of power and authority. He has been given a name above all names. All praise, honor, and glory belong to Him alone. Our God is mighty to save! 

Remembering the Meaning of Easter

Easter is a much bigger holiday here in Malawi than Christmas. There were prayer services through the day on Thursday and today, Good Friday, services were at 6:30 and 8:30 AM. On Sunday, there will be three services. 

I loved hearing the church bells tolling this morning, gently calling us all to worship.  During this season, what Jesus did for us on the cross is paramount in most believers' minds. 

Many people, Christians as well as those practicing other religions, will take a long weekend holiday, and some shops will be closed on Good Friday and Easter Monday. Practically nothing will be open on Easter Sunday. 

It is a beautiful thing to observe as the pace slows to honor the central event in all of world history, the sacrificial death, burial, and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

I was thinking this morning about the respect Easter had, even by many in the secular world, when I was a child growing up in America. In many ways it was then a better America. 

Today's secularized America tends to be decidedly irreverent and has in large measure lost its sense of reverence for the sacred.  There are many distractions, and it is easy to be swept along in the cultural current. 

There is amazing beauty, though, in all that Easter means. The unsearchable God was thinking of us, loving us, and wanting us to know Him. That amazing love compelled the Father to send his Son and the Son to willingly give himself. 

It is through the cross the chasm that separated us from God was breached, opening the way for us to draw near and know God as our Father.  Through His sacrifice, our debt is erased and our sins forgiven. That is what that first Easter was really about.

Famine Relief Through Sweet Potato Farming

Because so many of our friends in the villages, men and women who attend our Bible studies, lost their maize crops due to drought, we knew that God wanted us to help them.  With the help of friends who support this ministry, we are now in the midst of a multi stage project to help them through this famine. 

We knew our friends in the villages would need both immediate relief and long term solutions. Although we have never undertaken such huge project before, when we asked God for wisdom and resources, He has been answering those prayers. 

Two weeks ago, we began with a distribution of vegetable seeds, which will produce       nutritious food for these families in a relatively short time. Afterward, hundreds of people registered for and participated in a class on how to successfully grow sweet potatoes. Participation in that class qualified villagers to receive 300 plants each.   
   
So, very early this morning our team took the two and a half hour road trip to a sweet potato nursery in Balaka,  where we purchased enough sweet potato plants to meet the needs of  our friends in two villages. Then after spending the morning collecting and bundling sweet potato plants, the team returned and met us in the villages. When we arrived we learned that some of the villagers, anxious to have a crop that will feed their families, had been waiting for several hours. 

So, this afternoon we were able to complete this stage of the project in two villages. We are planning distribution in two additional villages tomorrow and one more on Thursday.  After a near total failure of their maize crop, this will give a brand new start to about 300 farmers, and I have no doubt that it will save lives.      

We are only in the first stages of this project to fight hunger.  When the director for Farming God's Way for southern Malawi visits us here in Zomba in about two weeks, we have contracted with him to spend three days traveling with us and giving additional support in their sweet potato farming, with both classroom instruction and follow up visits to their fields. 

Finally, because sweet potatoes take several months to harvest and their new vegetable gardens will take a few weeks to produce food, we are planning distributions of staple foods over the next few weeks to fill the gap. 

We ask that you pray for these farmers to be successful and that God will be honored in their lives. Also, pray that our work will be effective in all of these endeavors. We are grateful for all of you who have already given to help us with this effort, but as you can probably see, this project will be ongoing for the next several months, so please give as God puts it in your heart. 

Sure Foundation Ministry is a 501(c)(3) US registered non profit, so all donations are 100% tax deductible, and all designated giving will go toward this project. 

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Sure Foundation Ministry
PO Box 30633
Winston Salem, NC 27018

Boys with a Toy Truck Plus a Little Imagination

After we finished distributing sweet potato shoots today and the people were bundling them to take home, these little boys "drove" their truck into the compound where we were working and "parked" it a little distance away. George and I walked over to admire their creativity and to have a little fun with them.  

First, George took his big wad of keys from his pocket, selected one, then leaned down and started their truck. As the older boy drove it around, I added the sound effects with horn beeping, truck gears shifting, backfires, and brakes screeching. It was fun making them laugh.

Going to Bed Hungry

Today, we were teaching crop diversification, with our main focus being on the benefits of and how to grow sweet potatoes.  Then, on our way home as we were passing through a certain village, a young mother, maybe 18 years old, a girl who had attended my  Dignity classes a couple of years ago, came by the road to motion for us to stop.  

We have been waved down more times than I could count while passing through the villages, and each time, we brace ourselves to be ready to deal with practically anything - need for emergency medical care, a death, or simply someone who wants to sell us produce or a friend who is happy to see us.  So, this girl was actually the fifth person who had stopped us today.  

This girl timidly approached George's side of the vehicle, just by our interpreter who was sitting in the back seat. When we asked what was on her mind, she said, "No one in my family has had anything to eat for three days. Could you please help me?"  George and I discussed her need briefly among ourselves, and when we agreed on a certain amount, we slipped it into her hands and asked her to not tell others, because that is what Jesus told us to do. She nodded her head in agreement, then we asked her to give God thanks, because the gift we gave was from Him. 

For the past week, we have been telling our supporters in the US about the famine that is causing much hunger here in Malawi right now.  These are people we have relationship with, people we know and love. Our goal is to not only help them survive the famine, but that they also get a brand new start and become skilled at growing sweet potatoes, a much more nutritious crop than maize.

We know that many people in the villages are going to bed hungry and that without timely interventions some people will starve. When this young woman came to the road  to beg and we looked her in the eyes, the famine was no longer abstract. The reality of hunger became very real and immediate. 

We are asking that you give generously to enable us to implement these emergency interventions for our friends (250 believers) in the villages: 

Distributing seed for vegetable gardens
Teaching the importance of implementing crop diversification 
Teaching the nutritional benefits of  sweet potatoes 
Teaching how to successfully grow sweet potatoes
Distribution of sweet potato shoots to plant 1/4 acre per household. 
Distributing bags of emergency staple foods

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Sure Foundation Ministry
PO Box 30332
Winston-Salem, NC 27130

Sweet Potato Crop Diversification Project

Our ministry's crop diversification and famine relief program is under way!  Today, fifty-five  registrants were attentive and engaged for the entire three hour session on growing sweet potatoes, and many of them asked very good questions. 

In addition to giving our friends in the village the practical "how to" of sweet potato farming, our expert from the Malawi agriculture department did an excellent job of raising  the villagers sights above survival to believe that if they apply themselves and farm their sweet potatoes diligently, they can not only have enough to eat, but they can have surplus to sell. 

He explained, "That means you will be able to invest and have a business. You can have a better house and eat better food, and you will be able to pay your children's school fees."  Then he gave his testimony how he was orphaned and grew up poor in a village. Someone took an interest in helping him.  Now he is able to train many people to be successful farmers." At the end of today's session, each person was given a coupon that will entitle them to receive sweet potatoes shoots, enough to plant about 1/4 acre.  

 It is through the generosity of Christian friends who have donated toward this project, these farmers who lost nearly all of their maize crop to drought this year are being given a second chance.  These classes, with about 200 people, will continue tomorrow in two more villages.  

As you are able, please give to help us complete this project.  Your donation will enable us to purchase and distribute sweet potato plantings to give each farmer 1/4 acre of a staple crop, sweet potatoes. It will provide enough vegetable seed to each farmer to have a garden.  This is a brand new start. 

Your gifts will also enable us to give each household bags of staple foods for emergency relief that will fill the gap between now and harvest. Some donations for this project have come in, but we still need your help to bring this project successfully to completion.  

Sure Foundation is a 501(c)(3) US registered non-profit, and all of your donations are 100% tax deductible.  $20 will provide all of these relief measures to one farmer.  

Please give generously online at www.surefoundationministry.com 

Send checks to 

Sure Foundation Ministry

PO Box 30332

Winston Salem, NC 27130

or by mail to

Sure Foundation Ministry

PO Box 30332

Winston-Salem, NC  27130

Our work in Malawi is Gospel-centered. Our work includes weekly Bible studies, developing church leaders, training interns, agricultural training, community development projects, preschool nutrition programs, preschool teacher development, children’s ministry, and primary tutoring programs. From time to time, we conduct medical interventions, clothing and food distribution, bring in medical, evangelistic and community development teams to assist us with our work, and Dignity programs for girls. We are now developing an outreach program to minister to the needs of new mothers.

For I Was Hungry and You Fed Me

The Drought and Famine of 2016 in Malawi

We are asking  that you, first of all, hear the need and second,  ask God how you should respond.  Many of our friends in the villages are in great need, and some of the most vulnerable may starve without interventions.  May God put it in each one's heart to respond as they are able.  

The needy I am presenting to you are not strangers to us. They are friends, fellow believers.  Some came to know Christ through this ministry, and we have worked with them for over three and a half years.  

I am writing to ask all our friends to help us with a very special need. Each year, farmers here in Malawi suffer through several months of what is called “the hunger season,” the time when their stored food reserves from last year’s crop runs out and before a new crop can be harvested. 

Each year, cycle after cycle, there is not enough stored maize to last all year, so there is always a deficit. Farmers end up with both their pockets and their stomachs empty; consequently, the poor never escape poverty. They suffer hunger and some die. 

Near the end of the growing season,
this is a drought damaged fields that never matured.

From year to year, Malawians have seen the weather systems becoming more and more unpredictable. Last year, monsoon rains pounded Malawi for days on end. Consequently, farmers suffered a near total loss of crops as a result of the widespread flooding that destroyed their homes and fields. 

Alice and I standing on the ruins of her little mud brick house 
she lost in last year's floods.  Our ministry friends gave to 
rebuild her house and many others in the villages. 

One of many mud brick homes that collapsed in last
year's monsoon rains.

So, in this last planting season, farmers prepared their maize fields in November and December, once again hoping for a better year.  As usual, after the early drizzles of rain, farmers planted their seed, but the promised rains never came. 

This is a stunted and dying maize field near the end
of this year's growing season.

The early rains caused the seeds to sprout and the shoots to emerge. Some plants even developed enough to produce ears, but as the stalks wilted and browned in the baking sun, these ears never filled out. Each small ear holds only a few kernels at best.  The brown and wilting fields seem to mock the great investment of time, money, and labor the farmers poured into them.   

Last year, there were floods, and right behind it, this year there was a drought, so, of course, farmers had no time to recover from the near total loss of crops they suffered last year.

Once they saw there was no hope of further growth and development of the maize, many farmers left their fields to weeds. Many farmers we spoke with are very discouraged because they are caught in a downward cycle of generational poverty, and they see no way out.  

We know that when the poor are this poor and the needy are this needy, it is practically impossible for them to pull themselves out of poverty on their own.  We were told that many people who are starving are going to the riverbanks and foraging grasses for food. Of course, this exposes them to cholera and other water-borne diseases.

As we drove through the villages and visited our friends there, the enormous need was obvious, so great, at first that we really didn’t know how we should respond.  

We believe in the proclamation of the Gospel, but we know that the Gospel is not all about preaching. It is also about compassion in His name.  We read in the Bible that Jesus went about doing good and preaching the Gospel of the kingdom. He met needs and preached the Gospel, so this is the pattern we follow.

We have done relief measures in the past, distributing vegetable seeds and bags of rice to families, but the magnitude of this crisis is greater now than anything we have experienced. How do we begin?  Where do we start? How do we focus our efforts and our finances?

Distributing packets of vegetable seeds. 

We knew we needed a lot of wisdom, so we asked God to give us wisdom and understanding and to give us the resources we need to respond in the best way for the people we serve and for the Gospel.

We believe that when we pray for wisdom as the book of James in the Bible says, God will give it generously.  As we prayed, God began to give us clarity and a plan that would address both short-term relief and long-term sustainability.

First of all we have to address the immediate need –to find a way to provide food quickly to the 250 or so believers in the villages who regularly attend our Bible studies.  We can’t solve all of Malawi’s problems, so we must focus on what we can do well.  Giving relief to our suffering brothers and sisters, of course, blesses them and brings praise to God.

To accomplish this first objective, we have prepared seed packets of tomatoes and a wide assortment of fast-growing greens. This week, we distributed about 90 of these in two villages, and another 200 to believers in three additional villages.  These will begin to produce food in a matter of a few weeks.

John is registering everyone for the upcoming classes
on crop diversification and in particular, growing
sweet potatoes.  Everyone who registers receives
several packets of vegetable seeds. 

Sweet potatoes are very nutritious (much more than maize), store well, and they are filling. To get the expertise we needed, we consulted with a specialist at the Agriculture Ministry office here in Zomba. With his help we located a good source for the sweet potato shoots in Balaka.   George traveled there yesterday to verify both the quality of the plants and the quantity. We found a nursery there that is prepared to supply quality sweet potato vines to meet the need of the 250 farmers in our Bible studies.

George and Steve, our agricultural expert, traveled to
Balaka to examine a field of healthy sweet potatoes
available for purchase. 

Next, we contracted with a trainer who will travel with us to each of the villages next week and teach the farmers how to grow sweet potatoes. Those who attend all of the classes, both in classroom and in the field, will receive a ticket to receive an allotment of potato shoots. 

For about $20 per farmer, we can supply the 250 believers we work with in the villages with seed to start a vegetable garden and enough sweet potato shoots to plant ¼ acre, giving farmers not only emergency relief, but also a brand new start!

As you can probably see, the timing on this project is critical.  We have already initiated these plans. At this point, we have only two weeks to raise the remainder of the funds needed to complete it. 

We are asking that our friends who can give to do so.  As God puts it in your heart and in your hands, please give generously to supply the needs of the saints. We know God will bless you.

One hundred percent of your giving will be directed to this need, and all gifts are tax deductible. 

Give  securely online at www.surefoundationministry.com

or by mail to

Sure Foundation Ministry

PO Box 30332

Winston-Salem, NC  27130

Our work in Malawi is Gospel-centered. Our work includes weekly Bible studies, developing church leaders, training interns, agricultural training, community development projects, preschool nutrition programs, preschool teacher development, children’s ministry, and primary tutoring programs. From time to time, we conduct medical interventions, clothing and food distribution, bring in medical, evangelistic and community development teams to assist us with our work, and Dignity programs for girls. We are now developing an outreach program to minister to the needs of new mothers.