South Africa Team: Melanie’s Testimony

melanieWhat do you say after you return from a mission trip? Family and friends want to know how it was, what you saw, what kinds of things you did, and who you worked with. And I LOVE talking about it.

But how do you describe it? How do you talk about how uncomfortable it felt seeing the 8×8 tin shacks that house whole families when I purchased coasters and placemats as souvenirs to bring home to my apartment? How do you describe the heartbreak that comes with seeing beautiful, precious children in rags and mothers struggling to feed them? How do you tell about the prostitute you spent hours talking with on a city curb and how much you love her and wish you could fly across the world to sit on that curb with her again?

Forgive me if I stumble for words when we talk next and you ask me how it was. I will most certainly tell you that it was amazing… That I am blessed beyond measure that I got to experience South Africa and see how God is moving there. That I had no desire to come back. That I felt like I was fulfilling His call for me in real and tangible ways. But forgive me if I haven’t fully grasped how to verbalize such an experience yet.

The truth is that with every person who asks me about my trip, I want to respond, “Come with me next time and see for yourself. See how amazing it is to be in the center of His will, fulfilling His call to take the Gospel to all nations. Come experience this with me.” But I know that offer would be met with a series of varied reasons why each person couldn’t or shouldn’t do that. Work commitments, family, bills, LIFE all get it the way. I get that. But if you’re reading this and find yourself wanting something more than a Sunday morning routine of sitting in a pew, then I’ll extend this offer to you. Don’t just let me tell you about South Africa, or Malawi, or Appalachia, or Panama City, or Louisville, or any other mission field. Come with me and see it, feel it, DO IT yourself. Experience what it’s like to take time out of your life to devote yourself fully and wholeheartedly to the expansion of His kingdom. I promise you will not regret it, and you will be changed in ways you could never imagine.

A famous atheist (forgive me, I cannot for the life of me remember his name at the moment) once said that he loves when Christians share their faith. He pointed out that if you believe in something so fully and claim that it has SAVED YOUR LIFE, the most evil thing you could possibly do is sit back and not tell anyone about it. I completely agree. Love has a name and a face, y’all. Let’s take Him to the nations and love like He does.

~ Melanie Brison
South Africa Team Member


South Africa Team: My Little Children

tyler“My little children” is an endearing phrase found on several occasions in scripture. 1 John 3:18 and Galatians 4:19 serve as two examples. To this very day, my heart takes comfort in the children’s song, ‘Jesus Loves Me’.  How wonderful are the words, ”Little ones to Him belong, They are weak but He is strong.” 

Our NHIM South Africa Team provided me with a picture that I will take into eternity. Tyler, a powerful young man on our team, was carrying a small girl on his shoulder. She was one of the little ones from Kya Sands (a squatter’s camp), where we were working.  He was so big and strong, and she was so small and weak. It was obvious, she felt safe and secure in his arms.

I am so glad the heavenly Father considers us His ‘little children’. I have experienced His strength and care across my lifetime. From my earliest memories even until now in my old age, I have felt secure in His strong arms. The words of Isaiah 46:4 are especially dear to me as the infirmities of old age beset me: “And even to your old age I am He, and even to hoary hairs will I carry you: I have made, and I will bear: even I will carry, and deliver you.” 

My friends, I pray that you are this very moment, like the little girl in the picture, safe in His sheltering arms. Just for a minute, let the burdens and concerns of the day fade away. Take comfort in the words of the beautiful gospel song, “Sheltered In The Arms Of God”: 

I feel the touch of hands so kind and tender.
They’re leading me in the paths that I must trod.
I’ll have no fear for Jesus walks beside me,
For I’m sheltered in the arms of God.

So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise, 
They don’t bother me;
For I’m sheltered safe within the arms of God.
He walks with me, and naught of earth shall harm me,
For I’m sheltered in the arms of God.

Soon I shall hear the call from heaven’s portal,
“Come home my child,
It’s the last mile you must trod.”
I’ll fall asleep and wake in God’s sweet heaven
Sheltered safe within the arms of God.

So let the storm clouds rage high,
The dark clouds rise, 
They don’t bother me;
For I’m sheltered safe within the arms of God.
He walks with me, and naught of earth shall harm me,
For I’m sheltered in the arms of God.

~ Brother Roy

South Africa Team: Ryan’s Heart


Ryan helps a little girl into new shoes

At the end of May, my wife Sue and I had the privilege of taking a group of Asbury University students to South Africa on a mission trip. (The team is back home in the states now, but Sue and I are staying on for a couple of weeks with our daughter, Lori, who lives in Johannesburg.)  Lori developed a remarkable agenda for us to follow. The schedule provided the team the maximum opportunity to engage the culture, the people, and the challenges of ministry in that context.

Lori is part of a group of women from her church that works in Kya Sands squatter’s camp. This sprawling slum defies description.  The poverty and human deprivation is overwhelming. The women offer compassionate ministry to preschool children and some slightly older children who do not go to school. A new part of the ministry is education for the mothers of the children. The NHIM team was in South Africa at the beginning of their winter season to observe this vital ministry and help as they could. The temperature often drops into the upper 30’s and low 40’s at night. The tiny shacks where the children live offer little, if any, protection against the numbing cold.


Excited children in the Kya Sands camp receive their new clothes

One of the projects the NHIM team assisted with was securing warm clothing for the children. The items were to accompany previously purchased warm blankets. Each child was to receive a long-sleeve shirt, long pants, a sock cap, and a pair of shoes. It was quite an experience for the team to shop in unfamiliar places, compare prices, and try to purchase the ‘best’ on a limited budget (approximately $15 to $18 per child).  As the team set about this difficult task, the sobering reality of systemic poverty and limited resources stirred them. Each team member was given the names and sizes of several children. The information seemed to personalize the task for our team.

Each team member took the responsibility seriously. For them it was a labor of love. Time and space will not permit me to share the experiences of each team member. I have selected one of the young men as representative of all of the team.  Ryan was particularly meticulous. He seemed to examine each stitch. He was very careful to ensure the colors and patterns matched. He took a long time in completing his ‘personal labor of love’. As my daughter and I tried to move the process along, something like “let’s get going” was spoken. Ryan simply and resolutely said, “I don’t want to give a child anything I wouldn’t want to wear myself.”

I was deeply moved. He got ‘it’! Across the years, I had prepared for so many mission trips when well-meaning people brought me things to take to needy people on the ‘field’. Too often these things were worn out or broken. Threadbare and frayed clothing seemed to be the order of the day. Things they would not dress their own children in and that should have been thrown away were somehow deemed good enough for ‘those poor children’.

O, Lord give us Ryan’s heart. Help us to see that “what we have done to the least of the Lord’s children we have done unto Him”  (Matthew 25:40).

~ Brother Roy

Northern Ireland Team Member Testimony

You never know exactly how you will have an impact on people. For me, the Northern Ireland trip was nothing I expected, but remarkably familiar. The church we worked in reminded me some of the church I grew up in – just a small neighborhood church reaching out to the kids in the community.  The kids were also coming from similar backgrounds – low-income, single-parent homes. These were kids who need someone to show they care.

Most of the week we spent relationship building through both working in the schools and leading Kids’ Club. There were many days where as a team we felt like we weren’t making much headway with the kids, and at times it was discouraging. But then there would be this one child – you might see their eyes light up as you talked about how much God loved them or maybe they would randomly come up and hug you – and you would realize that this was why you were here. It is all about being Jesus to them.

This was exactly what our team leaders James and Rachel had emphasized since the very beginning of our trip planning.  Our purpose was to love on the people in Northern Ireland. This attitude carried on throughout our group even after Kids’ Club was long over. On Saturday, the church had planned a coastal excursion for our group and hired a coach. Throughout the course of the day we really connected with our bus driver, including him in all we were doing. His preschooler son ended up joining us by the end of the day. Imagine all of our surprise the next morning when he showed up at church with his two children, driving almost thirty minutes to come. It just reminded me how much we impact people through our daily lives. We may not verbally be sharing the gospel with everyone everyday, but through our actions we can be constantly sharing God’s grace.

~ Kellie Dundon

Asbury Meets Southwest

God moves in small things and big things, small people and big people. God has called us to be his people, to exhibit the message of Christ, and to live our lives for him. Those in Asia and in Europe, those in North America and South America, those in Kentucky and Arizona, and every believer in between, we are all part of His Body. A passage that I thought about a lot on this trip, Colossians 3:1-17, speaks to this.

This May, New Hope took a team of eight Asbury University students to Southwest Indian Ministries Center in Peoria, Arizona. Having met in Cincinnati, the eight of us stepped out of the mild, humid air into the Airport. Several hours and a few thousand miles later, we stepped off the airplane into the hot, dry air of Phoenix, Arizona. After a short drive, we arrived at our new home for the next few weeks: Southwest Indian Ministries Center. Formerly a Native boarding school, SIMC is now a hub for Native ministry in the area. Home to many WGM missionaries, SIMC is also the site for many child and adolescent camps.

While at SIMC, our time was split between helping prepare campus for a summer full of camps, ministering to kids on the reservation, or having “team-bonding” (i.e. playing crazy games).  It was inspiring to see God’s hand moving through all of us on this trip. God’s work was clear in the way our team drew closer to each other, and let that energy, closeness, and affection spill over to others.

A lot of the time we were in Arizona, we were helping prepare for summer camps. SIMC is a busy place in the summer. By the end of the summer, SIMC will have held camps for high-schoolers, middle-schoolers, and even elementary kids. God’s love will have been shown to children of all ages throughout a weeklong camp for each age group. SIMC recently finished the construction of a new recreation hall on campus. The building is in the finishing stages, but needs approval by the city to be used.  Our team helped do some cleaning to prepare for inspections. We also spent time cleaning and preparing other buildings around campus for the barrage of children they will see this summer. We also had the chance to help decorate the buildings for this year’s theme: The Armor of God.

In addition to preparing the campus for the summer, we also got to meet some of the kids who will be attending (along with many others!). Our team went to a church on the reservation, that one of SIMC’s staff pastors. We drove through the reservation until we came to a small church. We got out and went in to start getting ready for the children. After we had set some stuff out, we waited in eager expectation for what was to come. The van arrived, and what seemed an endless number of beautiful native children came rushing into the church. Some were shy, and some we personable, but all of them were grinning and smiling. While we were there we hung out and ate pizza with these children of the area.

We had several Education majors on this trip, and so being good Asbury students, we naturally had a nice, organized night planned out for the kids. We were going to have three stations of games for the kids to play, and have it all tie back into a devotional thought. Yeah. That didn’t happen.

We learned how to go on the fly. I think that we were planning about how we would do it in our churches. The problem is, we were in a different country. We may still have been in the United States, but it was explained to us, the reservation and the people are totally different. In a lot of ways they are different, but there are some similarities. Most of the kids there at church that night came from broken homes and bad situations. They may have rough lives, but they play, laugh, and smile just like any other kids. They also still need love. Love is a universal language. Kids everywhere can respond to people showing an interest in them and loving on them. We had plans. God showed us how to be; not how to plan.

We picked it up quickly, and were better prepared for what was to come that Sunday when we led children’s time again. Our team split into two groups. Each group went to a different church pastored by SIMC staff. By showing kids love and spending time with them, God’s love was shown through us. It was amazing and humbling to see the changes in the kids from the beginning of the time to the end. Both times there was significant changes. The way the kids who were shyer opened up was wonderful to see. Witnessing the joy that something as simple as our presence brought to these kids, is beyond words. As hard as it was to leave those kids behind, we had to go back to the Center.

Another way we helped out was through training.  We had the chance to witness and to help minister to upcoming leaders in the Native Church. Several “Leaders in Training” participated in an overnight training seminar. These teenagers were selected for training because they showed promise as leaders in the church. They are going to get first-hand ministry experience this summer when they are counselors at the young kids camp. We went around campus with them listening to talks on leadership, doing service projects, and hanging out.  It was really something special to see all that God is doing throughout the Native Church in Arizona, and especially amongst the children. The Churches there are helping to provide a warm, safe environment for the children to help them and show them God’s love. This is clearly reaping benefits, as seen by the fact that they are able to have teenagers in positions of leadership.

Sadly, we had to say good-bye to Arizona. This time when we stepped off the plane, the humid Kentucky air greeted us. We returned, only ten days older, but our hearts were still warm as Arizona with God’s love. We all miss the time we had in Arizona, the laughs with each other, and the kids to play with. We hope that this trip will always stick with us; just as we know that the love we showed will always stick with those kids.

Here there is no Gentile or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, barbarian, Scythian, slave, or free, But Christ is all, and is in all.

Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put of love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.

Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the message of Christ dwell in you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts. And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.

(Colossians 3:11-18)

May God continue to bless Southwest Indian Ministries Center,

~ Caleb Blankenship  (On behalf of: Sam Beckler, Charles Delp, Kirstie King, Ben Marchal, Jessica Nusbaumer, Kaity Scanlan, and Samantha Underwood)

Northern Ireland Team Update

All in all the trip is going well.  The Kids Club/VBS has been very successful.  We have had some opportunities to go into some of the primary schools on Tuesday, Wednesday and tomorrow, Thursday.  We have gone into the schools making relationships with the students and teachers.  I think this has been an overall positive experience for the team.

One thing I would ask for prayer.  The VBS has been gong well, but tonight we had a few behavior problems that frazzled the team.  Nothing too out of the ordinary, but enough to say “what just happened?”  We had a team meeting to encourage them and pray for them.  We also took a free night, and the team went shopping.  Just pray that we are not discouraged but are trusting that Jesus can still work in our midst.

Overall, it has been a really awesome experience.  Fantastic time!

~ James Ballard, Team Leader