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Hello Coleman,
Great topic to write
about as I am very much interested in it. I grew up on a farm in
Saskatchewan, Canada. Growing food is a way of life for me. I love
to plant and grow food and take care of creation. I think that we need to
teach people how to do this because as the newer generations grow up in the
city they forget or don't even know about this. It is surprising to me
that some people in the city don't even know where food actually comes from and
how it gets to the store. People are losing touch with nature which is a
big problem.
As we do evangelize and
spread the gospel I believe we need to also teach to take care of
creation. If we are not caring for creation then we are not living out
the gospel. Creation goes for everything, people, animals and
plants. I am very passionate about this and sharing food with others is
just so natural for me.
I think that lot's of
people try to help others because it makes them feel good. That is kind
of the wrong reason for doing something for another person. We should
help others in need because Jesus teaches us to. As a result we do feel
good because we pleased the Father. Compassion without Jesus is just
selfishness because it is for their own benefit. As Christians I believe
we could be doing a better job of this.
There shouldn't be
any reason why there is starving people in the world. There is plenty of
food to go around. I will say that there is a huge flaw
in world food distribution. I have been reading a lot about this and the
food really isn't getting to where it needs to be. This is caused by
corruption and profiteering of the food. Things like this is what's
making people even more poor and starving. We need to come up
with a system to provide good food at a low cost.
These are just some of
my thoughts,
Johnny
http://www.actioninternational.org/missionaries/anderson
As a youth, his parents taught Jeff to
live with integrity and hard work. His extensive involvement in sports helped
prepare him for teamwork, and leadership. He trusted Christ as Savior in 1973
through the ministry of Campus Crusade for Christ while a freshmen at St. Cloud
State University in St. Cloud, MN. During his college years, he was actively
involved with CCC. He graduated in 1977 with a degree in Criminal Justice
Studies and Sociology and planned to be a police officer but God had another
plan.
After college, God led Jeff to work at Midwest Challenge in Minneapolis from 1977-84. MWC is a Christ-centered residential discipleship program for drug addicts, homeless, prostitutes, prisoners and the like. He handled all kinds of ministries like: street outreach, jail and prison visitation, counseling, cooking, cleaning toilets and eventually became program director. In spring of 1979, he was transferred to Willmar, MN to open a new MWC center and serve as the program director.
While serving at MWC, Jeff met Mary Ann Hartzell. She was raised in Minneapolis in a home where her parents led her to the Lord at a young age and were instrumental in directing her toward missions. When she was in high school, she knew God was calling her to serve as a missionary. After taking secretarial courses in college, she worked in the office and was a live-in counsellor at MWC.
After college, God led Jeff to work at Midwest Challenge in Minneapolis from 1977-84. MWC is a Christ-centered residential discipleship program for drug addicts, homeless, prostitutes, prisoners and the like. He handled all kinds of ministries like: street outreach, jail and prison visitation, counseling, cooking, cleaning toilets and eventually became program director. In spring of 1979, he was transferred to Willmar, MN to open a new MWC center and serve as the program director.
While serving at MWC, Jeff met Mary Ann Hartzell. She was raised in Minneapolis in a home where her parents led her to the Lord at a young age and were instrumental in directing her toward missions. When she was in high school, she knew God was calling her to serve as a missionary. After taking secretarial courses in college, she worked in the office and was a live-in counsellor at MWC.
Mary Ann left in September, 1978 for 9
months serving with Sudan Interior Missions (SIM) as a secretary in Maradi,
Niger, West Africa. During the time Mary Ann was in Africa, Jeff knew the Lord
was calling him to commit his life to serving as a missionary wherever in the
world God would send him. A few months after Mary Ann's return, they were
married in December 1979. Shortly after their son Amos was born, they were
transferred back to Minneapolis in 1981.
Missionaries: the foot soldiers in the
trenches
The evangelist couple
packs their luggage looking forward to returning home several thousand miles
west of Hawaii. Anyone who visited there would be engrossed with its inherent
beauty draped in desperation. The people’s dire need for sustainable food and
life is obvious, and alarming.
The distant mountainside
villages, graced with high cliffs overlooking an azure ocean exist akin to a
Tarzan film scene or similar to life hundreds of years ago. Diversely the
streets of the cities rife with mean street life monstrously tower like a
real-life Godzilla. After almost thirty years on this station, the missionaries
are all too aware of the risk and dangers of their work, and Godzilla is kid
stuff compared to the realities they have witnessed.
The international flight
from mainland North America back home is a twelve-hour trek plus considerable,
even exasperatingly long layovers extending the trip, the trick was to pray
while you wait, who could feel bad when talking with Jesus. After spending a
lifetime serving the Lord, the lead team eagerly returns to their work with the
at-risk residents, many are villagers gone to the big city as Pablo did.
Growing up in a distant province, Pablo journeyed to the big city to find money
and food for his family back in his home providence, up in the mountains.
On the island distant
monsoon winds stir the night’s moon swept clouds. Eerily white in the late
evening sky they hint at coming squalls. Pablo knew the cycle of summer and its
vicious floods and wind. He knew it would be bad, just not how bad. The clouds
gave warning; but they did not say how many monsoons this year, which is the
difference from months of mud caked life or starting life over once more.
Annually the brutal
monsoon winds accompanied by twenty some inches of rain, each storm send makeshift
structures floating away; and many lose everything, every summer, to start over
when the monsoons retire until the next season. The mud-caked survival is
expected, the lack of food and shelter, the lakes of standing water turning
city parking lots to mud ponds, the city’s streets transform overnight to
waterways of storm water from torrential rains gone putrid, stagnant, and rife
with disease. The missionaries knew what they would face every year, and knew
God watches over them. They know what a good deed can do, how the word of God
can change a life over a bowl of rice and veggies.
The streets are busy
with people fighting a true-life struggle and the missionaries who eagerly
suffer along side are standard procedure in the war on poverty, and these folks
are in the trenches. When it comes to seeing the people, the evangelizing
missionaries are hands-on and connected to the needy by feeding and sharing the
word of God.
Eagerly
the couple load on the plane to begin their international journey home, ready
for their evangelistic mission, giving the word of God and feeding the poor,
nurturing the needy with salvation of the spirit, and body. They arrived in Manila late that evening in good shape.
During the trip from the airport to their apartment the familiar sights,
sounds, smells and people revived their weary minds and body. Once back home the nagging
feeling that people were in need of their hands-on assistance receded and folks
like Pablo were happy to see them back home.
Once
home, preparations began for the next
Tuesday’s two-day camp for street kids with six churches and two Para-church
ministries joining. This camp will be particularly challenging due to weather.
The forecast indicated the steady rain was going to intensify and last all
week. They
plan to have 50 kids but rain causes street work to be difficult and scatters
the kids. Although the rain is forecast to continue into next week, they hope
the weather clears up for recruitment, so the kids can enjoy fun activities
outdoors. Nevertheless, the Lord controls the weather and guides recruitment so
they trust Him for His plan, which is best as the first monsoon of the season barrels
to them.
The prior camp had 42 kids from the streets/slums
recruited by six churches. The ministers relish teaching about Gods love
through the Gospel. The kids enjoyed great food, swam, participated in many fun
filled leaning activities, and got to know one another. Working with bruised
and battered kids can be very frightening and overwhelming but they are like
any other child who needs love, guidance, training and their physical needs
met. Christ is leading many to minister to the multitudes of children-in-crisis
worldwide. The missionaries know what Jesus taught his early disciples
"You give them something to eat" (Mark 6:37) even though we like them
have weak faith and are limited in our resources. However if we obey Him we
will see His plan working through us.
This week Metro Manila and surrounding
provinces was hammered by five days of heavy monsoon rain resulting in 60% of
the Metropolitan and 70% of central Luzon swamped. Over 1.75 million people are
severely affected with over 500,000 now staying in evacuation centers such as
schools and churches. ACTION's Street Impact Team is being flooded with
requests from pastors in our network requesting help but our cash in-hand is
very limited so at present we're able to help only 350 families in three areas
where we have ongoing projects in Metro Manila.
Commencing two relief ops with a tired
feeling ("low battery") when
they left home .but after the relief op they were "fully charged", amped by the gratefulness of the recipients
when they received help and hearing them
say it's an answer to their prayers. They were also re-charged by the visit to
several families residing in a stinky swamp along a river basin and the folks
were glad they visited . Preaching Galatians 6:9-10 often, I needed to dig down deep in my heart and
practice what they preach. Obedience to the Word brings blessing to others and
us.
The street evangelism
is limited as the street children are scattered around staying dry on a wet
day, how would the already starving kids eat if they were huddled under some
trash. Saturday the Street Impact Team did two flood
relief ops and Thursday another one. All three were in partnership with
churches we work with year-round. Hunger answered the question once the street service proceeded
as the kids came out to eat. The evangelizing was met with smiles as the hungry
are fed and the word is shared, and the smiles energize the ministers with joy and
contentment. On Thursday the Armed Forces of Philippines
helped by providing security, logistical support and free haircuts because
three soldiers are barbers. The missionaries gave 350 packs to families
consisting of 14 food items including five kilos of rice, which were really
appreciated because people have little to eat since the floods kept them from
working.
Many
families stayed in an evacuation center for the week during the height of the
storms but are now home cleaning up the mess left behind by receding
floodwater. After this, the disaster relief account was depleted, but in the
last day, they received donations from the UK, Canada, the US and the Philippines
enabling them to continue helping people. This work is draining and back
breaking, but the Filipino cultural trait called "bayanihan" in
practice which is neighbors helping each other with a major task. This has made
a heavy job lighter. The Lord helps those who help themselves.
Mr. Stewart was kind enough to
share his book he compiled with Doug Nichols, a master missionary graced by God
to teach, direct, and help young missionaries spread the word of God and love
the needy
Foreword
The fact that
you are holding this book in your hands is certainly no thanks to Doug Nichols.
What I mean by
that is that for years I have proposed to Doug that he combine some of his
most inspiring
missions messages into a book, but he has never been interested in doing so.
You see, Doug is
the type of person who would rather talk about you and your ministry
than be
in the spotlight
himself.
So, while he was
ministering in the Philippines in December, 2012, I compiled and edited these stories from all our archives of his writings
here at the ACTION headquarters, and sent them off to be printed in a book.
This book. I even put his picture on the cover, though I know he won’t like it because he always prefers that
the attention be on Christ and others, not himself.
2
So if you are
reading this, then somehow I have prevailed by “sneak attack” and after getting
this printed up
while he was away, have finally won his approval to distribute it. Sometimes it
is
easier to get
forgiveness than permission! I hate to do this to one of my bosses, but these
messages really deserve a wider audience.
This book is
also my way of saying thanks to a man who has been a great help and encouragement
to me.I have always considered Doug Nichols to be the co-founder of
my ministry in Cuba, because twelve years ago when I started out I had no
money and very
few contacts. It was Doug who initially found the
money, found the conference
speakers, and found the books for us to print! Perhaps more amazingly,
he found confidence in
this new missionary and treated me with greater respect than I possibly
deserved. Doug surely realized that at the beginning, I didn’t know what I was
doing, but he never gave a hint of that. Rather, he encouraged me every step of
the way and continued to introduce me to his friends and ministry colleagues,
which made me feel that he was very proud of the ministry and me.
His faith in me
helped me to grow into the leadership role I have, and the opportunities he
gave me caused
me to grow and learn in ways that I wouldn’t have otherwise. I have been
blessed to know and work with Doug, and there are now tens of thousands of
Cuban pastors and leaders who have been blessed with conferences and books
because Doug Nichols found it in his heart
to take a young missionary under his wing.
I trust that
these brief devotional messages
written by Doug
will encourage even those
missionaries and
missions-minded Christians
who have not had
the privilege of knowing him
personally.
—Brian Stewart,
ACTION Cuba Director http://www.actioninternational.org/missionaries/stewart-brian
Anyone could
do that!
Devotional
messages for missions-minded Christians
By D o u g N i c h o l s, c o m p i l e d b y B r i a n S t e w a r t
Copyright
© 2013 by Doug Nichols and Action International Ministries, USA.
PO Box
398, Mountlake Terrace, WA 98043
communications@actionusa.org
Printed
in the United States of America
Witnessing
in a TB sanitarium
While serving
with Operation Mobilization in India in 1967, tuberculosis forced me into a
sanitarium for several months. I did not yet speak the language, but I tried to
give Christian
Literature
written in their language to the patients, doctors and nurses. Everyone
politely refused. I sensed many were not happy about a rich American (to them
all Americans are rich) being in a free, government-run sanitarium. (They did not know I was just as
broke as they were!)
The first few
nights I woke around 2:00 a.m. coughing. One morning during my coughing spell,
I noticed one of the older and sicker patients across the aisle trying to get
out of bed. He would sit up on the edge of the bed and try to stand, but in
weakness would fall back into bed. I didn’t understand what he was trying to do.
He finally fell back into bed, exhausted. I heard him crying softly.
The next morning
I realized that the man had been trying to get up and walk to the bathroom! The
stench in the ward was awful. Other patients yelled insults at the man. Angry nurses
moved him roughly from side to side, as they cleaned up the mess. One nurse
even slapped him. The old man curled into a ball and wept.
The next night I
again woke up coughing. I noticed the man across the aisle sit up and again and
try to stand.
Like the night before, he fell back whimpering. I don’t like bad smells, and I
didn’t
want to become
involved, but I got out of bed and went over to him. When I touched his shoulder,
his eyes opened wide with fear. I smiled, put my arms under him, and picked him
up.
He was very
light, due to old age and advanced TB. I carried him to the washroom, which was
just a small filthy room with a hole in the floor. I stood behind him with my
arms under his armpits as he took care of himself.
7
After he
finished, I picked him up and carried him back to his bed. As I laid him down,
he kissed
me on the cheek,
smiled, and said something I couldn’t understand. The next morning another patient
woke me and handed me a steaming cup of tea. He motioned with his hands that he
wanted a tract. As the sun rose, other patients approached and indicated they
also wanted the booklets I had tried to distribute before. Throughout the day nurses,
interns and doctors also asked for literature.
Weeks later an
evangelist who spoke the language visited me, and as he talked to others in the
sanitarium he discovered that several had put their trust in Christ as Savior
as a result of reading the literature! What did it take to reach these people
with the Gospel? It was not health, the ability to speak their language, or a
persuasive talk. I simply took a trip to the bathroom.
Anyone could have done that!
You are not
very smart, are you?
On one occasion,
I had arrived at the Manila airport after 30 hours of travel. Needless to
say, I was
exhausted. I was taken directly to a conference center, where I was to speak to
a
gathering of 300
workers with children in crisis throughout the Philippines. It was a special
banquet and
celebration that night, and I was trying to stay awake.
After eating and
during the preliminaries of the program, I was reviewing the notes of my
message. A choir from a local orphanage had sung and was standing immediately
behind
me, waiting to
sing again. One of the little boys, named Raffy, about six years old, was an
orphan living at the Home of Joy and was standing quite close to me. We began
to talk. He reminded me of my son, Robby.
Raffy noticed I
was reviewing some notes and said, “What are you doing?” I said, “Well, I am
going over my notes for my message tonight.”
He said, “You
need notes when you speak?” I said, “Yes.”
He said, “You’re
not very smart, are you?”
I laughed and
said, “No, I’m not.”
In his youthful
innocence he said, “I don’t need to look at words when I sing. I just memorize them
and sing.”
That night
during my restless sleep, I thought of Raffy quite a bit. I telephoned my wife,
Margaret, the next day and said, “God has given us two adopted children and perhaps
we should think about one or two more.”
So, the next day
I went to the Home of Joy orphanage and the director, who is a friend of ours,
saw me coming, stepped outside and said, “No, Mr. Nichols. You cannot adopt
Raffy.”
I said, “How did you know I was coming to you to
talk about adopting Raffy?”
She said, “I saw
how you and he were drawn to each other at the banquet last night.”
I said, “Why can’t
Margaret and I adopt him?”
She replied, “Well,
for one thing, you are too old! but seriously, we can’t release Raffy because
the new law in the Philippines is that you have to keep families together and
he has one brother and two sisters.”
We have kept in
contact with Raffy through the Home of Joy over the years. His brother is now a
second-year student at the
Philippine Missionary Institute and Raffy is in his second year of studying
automobile mechanics. Raffy and his brother and sisters are continuing on in the
Lord and are trusting Him to use them for His glory.
James 1:27 (nasb) says, Pure
and lasting
religion
in the sight of our God and Father
is
this: to visit [care for] orphans … in their
distress
….
No, I am not
very smart, but I praise the Lord for allowing me to meet this little boy, whom
God has continued to care for and work in and through to the blessing of others
for His glory!
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