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Homeless Children International Volume 6 No. 1 Winter 1999 |
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Electronic reprint of our periodic newsletter REALIZE In this Newsletter
Thailand Work to Start
Web Page Online
What is in the News?
Kenya Shelter
To the Ancestors of Street Children
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Thailand: Olaf and Manuela
Brellenthin are from Germany, but have been living in England for the past 9 years. They
have been appointed to go and serve in Thailand in the Summer of 2000. The following
interview introduces the vision the Lord has given them. |
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Web Site Online: W e are pleased to announce the opening our web site at the above address. We are very thankful to Doug Coulbert for his time and energy in establishing the site. Doug has also graciously volunteered be webmaster for the site for the next two years. |
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What is in the News: Bolivia - The Wayne Walker Memorial Home in Los Chacos is operating at full capacity. One year after being completed, the home is filled with children and milk production on the farm is at an all time high. The Bolivian Board of Directors hired two German families as administrators.Peru - The Seeds of Love Childrens home now has 40 children and a new facility. Larry and Betty Bartel say "thanks to the folks at Homeless for your faithful giving."England - The president of Homeless Children International will return to England in December to try to establish HCI - U.K. This branch of the ministry will help to send missionaries to work among abandoned children around the world.Germany - Earlier this year, the president of Homeless Children International visited Germany, seeking a possible ministry partner. His short trip resulted in the establishing of a partnership with Gefahrdetenhilfe Scheideweg ("Crossroads" in English). Praise the Lord for answered prayers. |
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Kenya Update The Kenyan Board of Directors is in the final stages of making a decision on what piece of property to purchase for a new shelter. WOODLEY STREET SCHOOL We now have 5 classes and 4 teachers all in one big tent. WOODLEY BOYS SHELTER We now have 14 boys who reside in the shelter. These are kids whose homes are unsuitable for them. All of them have settled in and have not returned to the streets. MAKINA GIRLS SHELTER We are overcrowded. This shelter is located in Makinas slum. We rent 2 9x 8 ft. rooms. We hope to rent two additional rooms in the near future. Please pray for Beth and Miriam who ran back to the streets. NEW OFFICE SPACE/STAFF This new office has been quite a blessing. We have a new teacher in Woodley programs who has started a counseling session for boys. We are planning to have in-service training for our staff which will help equip them with new skills. CHOMBO CHA UPENDO HOME This will be our second Christmas in the home. We installed two wood stoves in November which has saved on fuel. The most exciting thing is that 20 of our girls have rededicated their lives to our Lord Jesus. |
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the Ancestors of Street Children Full moon walking on a cloudy grass. Host of heaven shine before us as if on the eyelids of space. Faces we have not known..., names upon our minds given to us by our father. Here, in this flesh we carry upon our heads, their hopes, their dreams..., ambitions of a lifetime coded in on our DNA, fused together with us before their untimely deaths. And there they rest..., deathly still, so as not to disturb us, under great slabs of moss grown granite. And from their tombs come echoes of lifes languages and laughter, we do not understand. What culture is this..., Bronze boldness walking slanted with choppy steps and piercing eyes? And why all this effort?... to forge fierce trails across vast continents of life, through dense, drenched jungles of protruding veins, caught in the minds eye... to struggle with the clinging to of breath despite the pleads of thousands, breaking free from wrist worn chains of choking dust cast upon their arid plans... to stand pompously and claim this small spot , "Mine!" against the eroding ground of time and ever beating baldness of platitudes. Bone of my bone! Flesh of my living flesh! Rotting in clay house..., what have you to say? How many moments of your precious mornings did you waste, dropping palm kernels into wooden holes or endlessly thundering about the weather? How many hours did you slap silly at the air, fleeing from curses cast by a stare? O passionate hearts, longing for Life giving Spirit, What blood breathing moments would you now change? To stop and quietly go..., through a different door. To hear the call of Heaven upon your deafness, as if Gods own mouth had spoken it, "COME..., FOLLOW ME!" And in an instant, drop the plow cultivating your grasping hands, or at a moments notice leave the baking of your leaven bread. And with zealous wonderment of abandon, take the fire of Heavens dawning light..., flaming forgiveness burning in your eyes, and with one, swift, blazing act of mercy, carry that bright shining Candle to children... sitting in darkness.
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