Ebola’s touch

Maria Niechwiadowicz


Please take time to read these words from other brothers of the Global Mission Fellows team and join us in prayer.

Faithful One, so unchanging; Ageless One, you’re my rock of peace.
Lord of all, I depend on You,
I call out to You again and again. I call out to You again and again.
You are my rock in times of trouble, You lift me up when I fall down;
All through the storm, Your love is the anchor–my hope is in You alone.
(1999 Brian Doerksen)

Originally posted on "Stretch Out Your Hand":

It seems like every morning I listen to my NPR podcast, there’s a new conflict or tragedy somewhere in the world. Generally, these conflicts feel so remote, so distant. Even Ferguson, just over two hours away, felt half a world away from the quiet town of Fayette. Needless to say, even from my quiet town, the deadly Ebola outbreak is terrifying. Humans beings are dying so fast they’re becoming faceless numbers. It seems like even though the whole world knows, and stopping the spread of Ebola is indeed possible (shout-out to Akbar), nothing is changing. And yet, for two of my friends and Global Mission Fellows, JR Wuo and John Yambasu, this disease is not faceless. For them, it’s up close and personal, and the fact that change is possible–but isn’t actually happening–is just rubbing salt in the wound. JR and John, this post is dedicated to you.