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This blog is designed to supplement our usual communication with our partners through newsletters that are published monthly. This format allows more flexibility in our presentation of the ministry.

Please understand throughout this blog that although we have many wonderful pictures of ministry to children and young adults in our archives, we respect the privacy of the people to whom we minister. The pictures presented here are selected deliberately to minimize the public exposure of the children’s images.

A Church in Piedras Negras has a new building thanks to you, Partners.

Recently, our partners responded to an appeal from Adolfo to help a church in Piedras Negras purchase a house which they could remodel as their Church Sanctuary. The Church’s name translates to “Jesus Is My Refuge”. Enough money came in for the congregation to buy the building and do significant renovation, which was necessary so

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Ramon and Norma minister on the streets in Piedras Negras

Norma is preaching in a neighborhood on the outskirts of Piedras Negras. She and Ramon are using the public address system that was donated to the ministry many years ago. They use food and music to draw a crowd, and then Norma ministers the word. Ramon is the photographer. People are able to find entertainment

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Pedro and Fabiola host a party at the ranch

Holidays are excellent opportunities for evangelism and Bible teaching particularly for children. This post is late, but here is the account of day of the child activities at Rancho Jovenes del Rey. Children, young people, and parents gathered for picknick, games, and Bible teaching. The ranch is an ideal place for families from the local

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Aren’t you glad Jesus doesn’t get stressed?

I was stressed out. Over what, I can’t remember. But at the time it seemed of utmost importance. In deep concerned prayer, not knowing what to say, I paced back and forth at the foot of my bed, wringing my hands, uttering “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus! Oh, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!” Growing weary, I lay down, propped

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