Posts by olia

Inathi, I love you!!

Inathi is a very independent and capable child.  However, she is also known in the community as the trouble maker.  After the meeting with her[…]

Sometime they just need hugs

Likuye is quiet and reserved to the point that she would pee on her pants unless the teacher sat her on the toilet periodically. This[…]

It came at a great cost

For the past six months, we have worked in the Nkanini area planting Righteous Men Assembly (RMA).  We were gaining hundreds of supporters without being able[…]

The day we went on the permanent mission trip!

It has been 5 years since we left Vancouver.  Sometimes, it feels much longer than 5 years, but this picture was taken on the 10th[…]

One More Thing…

We don’t often think about what it means to be a family. Sometimes the aspiration to define the family happens by necessity to cope with[…]

Sharing lives

“Praise be to the God and Faith of our Lord Jesus Christ, the father of compassion and God of all comfort, who comforts us in[…]

A beginning of a precious life

This baby girl was born on 16th of April, 20014. I was the last stranger she met (besides the medical workers), before she was force-delivered[…]

I don’t blame those young men who do bad things

Mthandazo’s day starts around 10 am.  He heads down to Nkanini, Khayelitsha, and starts knocking on the shack doors.  Surely the spring is here, but[…]

Trip to Lesotho for I’m Precious to Jesus Campaign

I had nose bleed every morning.  It was the gushing kind.  Abohna looked into the toilet bowl and said “Wow! Too much blood daddy.”  Helen[…]