Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Fw: A Few Close Calls



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Mission Life 

Here are some unedited snippets from our missionary sojourn.  

Meet the Newest GAMAS Missionary

No this is not an "Ash" baby, although my wife has already told me that she would adopt in a heart beat.  This baby was born at Georgetown Public Hospital two weeks ago.   The parents are volunteer missionaries who work in Kaikan Village.  Tanya (the wife) came to town with her young daughter to be her translator since she is from Russia and doesn't speak much english.  The baby's english name is "Vashti" in Russian it is pronounced "Astine"

Biggest Christmas Present

This satellite dish set a new record for me, for the largest present I had to wrap.  Todd Anderson and I were trying to package it up so that it could travel by truck from Georgetown, over the mountains to Kamarang.  I'm sure glad I didn't have to do this alone!  We sandwiched the dish between two queen mattresses, and then put cardboard around the outside.  Then we taped it all up good.  Later I came back and wrapped it up with sheet plastic and tied it up with rope.  Driving with this monstrosity strapped to the roof of my van was a little tricky.  

Dirty Floor

Don't ask me how the belly of the plane can get soooo dirty, but all sorts of dirt, and sand, grit, and grime, and even some rain water manages to sift down into the floorboards of the airplane and collect.  In this picture Todd is inspecting the floor during our annual inspection, searching for cracks, wear, and other abnormalities.  We try our best to maintain the airplane in good flying condition, but because of the harsh terrain were regularly flying into, it's a foregone conclusion that we're going to pick up some dirt.  While Todd inspected, I worked along side to clean up.  

Speed Boat Crossing

My girls absolutely loved crossing the Essequibo River in a high speed boat!  Julianna's eyes sparkled like diamonds as we pitched and rolled over the waves.  At one point I asked her, "Are you having fun?"  To which she responded "Yeah!!".   I think it was bouncing, slamming motion of the boat as it smacked each wave.  We all smiled for the picture, but Joy and I weren't quite as thrilled about the jarring action.  

Trying to Beat the Rain

On the day that the GAMAS directors were to leave Bethany, the sky got dark, and we could tell that it was going to rain.   But we were also under a time crunch.  The big high-speed ferry was leaving in 45 minutes and we were fighting hard to get on that boat so we wouldn't have to endure the bone jarring, body slamming that comes with the small high speed boats.  On the trip out to Supenaam Creek, as we were helplessly exposed in the back of the Bedford truck, the sky opened up and drenched us all.  Fortunately we were able to keep our electronics dry, but by the time we reached Bethany landing we were soaked!  Fortunately we made the ferry, and by the time we arrived in Parika we were 80% dry.   Oh the joy's and adventures of missionary life!!!


Beating Back the Bush

The hardest part of being a missionary is not having enough time in a day to do what you need to do.   Case in point...  In this picture we're trying to beat back the bushes which are encroaching into the flight path on the approach end of the Bethany Airstrip.  We what down the bushes, let it dry for a couple days, and then burn the piles of brush.  This works for a couple months, and then we have to do it all over again.  The airstrip for a long time has needed some TLC, but because we are short handed, and can't be in two places at once, things have fallen down a little.  Fortunately, some of the directors were able to get out and do some work on the airstrip.  While it was good, it wasn't enough.  The reality is that we could work on it for two weeks solid, and still not get it perfect!   Eventually our long term vision plan is our family to move out of the city of Georgetown into the flight base at Bethany.  Once we make this transition our flight ops to Bethany, then we can work on the airstrip a little bit every morning.  

Reaching the Lost


If sinners be damned, at least let them leap to Hell over our bodies. If they will perish, let them perish with our arms about their knees. Let no one go there unwarned and unprayed for.  ~ Charles H. Spurgeon

Pray for Aircraft Engine

The airplane engine and engine mount have arrived!  That's the good news.  The bad news is that the government is wanting to charge us 16% VAT tax on both.  They're willing to allow a duty free concession, but not a VAT concession, and the VAT comes to approximately $4972.  We're writing letters of appeal, but this could take a while to sort out.  God sized problems require God sized solutions, and so we thank you in advance for your prayers.

A Few Close Calls

Over the last few weeks, it seems like we've had an uncharacteristic amount of "close calls".  

A week and a half ago my wife was getting ready to leave the our apartment to drive down to the public hospital.  She was planning to visit one of our volunteers who had just given birth to her fourth child.  As normal, Joy was having a dickens of a time getting out the door.  When she finally did manage to extract herself from the vortex which we affectionately call "flight base", she bumped into the principal from Siparuta Mission Academy coming in the gate.  When Joy informed her that she was on the way down to public hospital, Tamara quickly informed her that there had been a bad shooting right outside of the main entrance to Public Hospital.  Evidently a man had a disagreement with another gentleman over a woman, and heated words were exchanged.  The first man went and got a high powered rifle and shot both persons.  When two officers responded to the 911 call, the man shot and killed one and seriously wounded the other.  The police sent in a SWAT team and the ensuing fight lasted for hours with both sides shooting large amounts of bullets and tear gas canisters.  Eventually the man became tired and desperate, and eventually turned the gun on himself and ending the standoff.  We were so thankful that Joy didn't leave the house when she should have, otherwise she might have been caught in the cross-fire.

Last Tuesday I had an accident with a motorcyclist as I was driving out to Ogle to wrap some plastic around a giant satellite dish that I was sending up to Kamarang.  For months we had been trying to send this dish out to our industrial college in Paruima, but because of the size of the dish it was unable to fit through the doorway of the Cessna Grand Caravans, which are commonly used..  Only the Guyana Defence Force has an airplane (A Shorts Sky Van) with a door wide enough to carry this six foot diameter dish.  But alas the Sky Van has been out of service for months, plagued with engine troubles.  So I decided to call around and see if there was a possibility to get the dish out to Kamarang by road.  I had hear a rumour that there was a rough road that allowed trucks to make it as far as Kamarang.  From Kamarang the dish would be put on a boat and transported upriver to Paruima.  After calling around a bit, I managed to talk to the right guy and get him to take the dish up to Kamarang for $40,000 GYD ($200 USD).  We were ecstatic!  Two days ago Todd Anderson and I packaged up the dish with a foam mattress on either side and then cardboard on the outside.  Then for good measure we taped it all up with three rolls of tape.  The next problem was to get it to the man.  We lashed it securely to the roof of the van, and with a prayer that we wouldn't be stopped by the police for questioning, we set off for Ogle.  As I drove down the railway embankment road toward the airport, I saw up ahead that the police were stopping random cars and asking to see their documents.  Not wanting to create problems I turned down a side street and drove the long way around to avoid the checkpoint.  Later that night I got a call from the gentleman saying that I needed to come back to tie the package up with plastic.  Evidently he was afraid that the tape and cardboard wouldn't hold up to the elements.  So yesterday morning I dutifully drove back to wrap it with plastic and rope.  As I was turning onto the street, I saw something flash by, closely followed by a "booooom!" A motor cyclist had tried to pass me on the inside of the turn, but when he saw me turning directly into his trajectory, it was too late.  He glanced off the left front panel, and went careening off into the grass and eventually dumped over.  I put the car in park and immediately got out to see if the young man was ok.  He appeared very shaken, but otherwise in almost perfect shape.  His baby toe was a little scuffed, but no broken bones, cuts, or lacerations.  When I helped him up he blurted out, "You didn't have your turn signal on!!!"  I turned around and looked at the car.  Fortunately I had quickly put the car in park and not even bothered to turn off the turn signal.  "Look for yourself!  It is still on!! and you were trying to pass me on the inside!!  That's clearly your mistake!!"   "Well, well, uhh.   I saw another car coming, and I thought I could get around you."  "Well you though wrong!!!"  Together we picked up the bike to inspect the damage.  Miraculously, other than a little bend in the kickstand, it was in perfect condition.  With much foreboding I went back to survey the damage to my car.  


He had dinged the front left side panel with his mirror, putting a 6 inch dent about 1/4" deep, but not a scratch.  Hmmm.  What to do?  I calmly wrote down his license plate number, and asked if I could see his drivers license.  He looked a bit chagrined when he informed me that he didn't have it on him.  I then asked whether he wanted me to call the police to come fill out a report.  This brought an immediate response, "Oh no no!  That wouldn't be necessary!  We can work it out without involving the police…"  Since I was less than a block from my destination I drove down and parked the car so I could wrap the satellite dish with plastic.  By this time, the guy was preoccupied with getting his bike started.  I suspected that the engine had flooded when he had laid it over.  This commonly happens to us when we're riding through the savanna's and pitch over in deep sand.  So I told him to cheer up, it just needed a few minutes to dry out.  Eventually the motor bike sputtered to life and he rode it triumphantly up and down the street a few times.  But then he hung around waiting for me to finish with my task.  I suspected that he was hoping for a little handout of money for his bent kickstand.  Sure enough when I came out he asked me for $5000 GYD (about $25 USD to pay for his bent kickstand)  I was incredulous.  "Look!!!" I said, "You ran into me, damaging my car!!!  I should be the one asking you for money to pay for my car, not the other way around!!!  But I'm not asking you to pay for my damage.  Now, if you don't like the situation, let's call the police right now and have them come out to do an investigation!"  I then pulled out my cellphone and made as if I was going to call.  He quickly interjected "No, no, we can work this thing out."  He vainly tried a few more times to get me to pay for his kickstand, but when he saw that I wouldn't budge, he finally gave up.  Just before he drove off I looked him in the eye and said, "Please my friend, please be more careful next time.  You could have been seriously hurt"  He nodded and left.

My last close call was last Wednesday morning.  I had woken up exceptionally early to study my bible and get ready for my day.  By the time I had finished my devotional time it was 5am and still dark outside.  By 5am, the sky was just starting to brighten a little in the eastern sky.  I dressed in my exercise clothes and quietly left the house so as not to disturb those sleeping.  I like to exercise in the morning because it's cool and quiet, and it's a perfect time to surrender myself to God, and pray for each of our missionary projects.  As I was walking along I passed a young man walking the other way.  I didn't think much of it at the time, but then he spoke up.  "Excuse me sir…"  I slowed my pace and turned to look at him.  He was a fairly well-dressed young, about 18 years of age.  He continued, "There are two young men down there with knives and they are robbing people."  "What?"  Yeah, I was walking by when they jumped me.  I had a knife in my pocket, but before I could reach for it, they had already reached in my pocket, grabbed my cell phone, and got away."  "I just didn't want to see you get robbed."  By this time my mind was racing.  I needed exercise, but I decided that it might be healthier for me to walk a different route, so I turned around and walked with him out to the main road.  "But I don't have anything on me, there's nothing they could rob." I said.  "Doesn't matter" he replied "They would just bore (stab) you"  "Aren't you going to report this to the police?"  I asked.  "No…" He looked sad "The police won't do anything, and even if they did come and questioned them, they wouldn't find anything, and would just let them go.  It's not worth it… I can replace a cell phone."  I walked on in silence thinking about his statement.  I'm sure a majority of crimes go unreported in this country because the justice system is so corrupt, and it's very hard to get a conviction.    He continued on, "I've had friends who were robbed, but this is the first time it's happened to me."  As I watched him cross the main road and disappear up the street, I couldn't help but wonder how God had sent this young man along at just the right time to warn me about danger ahead.  

These three accounts leads me to this inescapable truth...  Like it or not, we are constantly surrounded by dangers seen and unseen.  How many times are we on a trajectory toward disaster, and something happens which breaks the chain of events.  The good news is that God see's what out there, and if we commit to walk together with Him, and daily obey His will, he will direct our steps.  How do I know?  Because the bible tells me so.  Psalms 37:23 "The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: and he delighteth in his way."

Missionaries Wanted

We have openings for missionary workers: 
  • Bible Workers to do training and evangelism.
  • Construction Workers for different projects around Guyana.
  • Media Worker to help run the video and print work.
  • Pilots and Mechanics to build up the aviation program.
Fill out an Gospel Ministry International Application today and indicate your interest in Guyana

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Wednesday, October 23, 2013

When God Closes a Door



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Frontline Footage

Here are some short video clips from my travels.  They are raw footage without any commentary.  

Power Saw Evangelism

We moved the three guys on the left into Chenapau to cut boards for the church.   For two weeks they worked dawn till dusk, but then the guy on the far left said to the other guys.  Hey, let's do some visitation.  For nearly two weeks they cut boards, preached, and visited the people.  God worked in a mighty way, and a number of people made decisions to join the church.  They came out five days ago, and have gone back to their home villages.  Please pray for the work in Chenapau.

Rained out in Paruima

It's almost a guarantee that if you live in Guyana, you're going to have your plans kaboshed by the weather.  In this particular picture we're all huddled under the airplane wings as a storm blows through Paruima.  I ended up having to stay the night in Paruima.  No body seems to bothered in the picture.


A Zinc Chalupa

I bought some zinc to finish the roof in Paramakatoi Church.  But after putting down the money I found to my chagrin that the width of the zinc was a whopping 42" wide!  It turned out that the only way to transport it in the airplane was to bend each sheet like a Taco Bell chalupa and carefully feed it through the doorway.  

Cleaning our Container

For the eight years that we've lived in Guyana, we've desperately needed to clean out the GAMAS shipping container.  About 95% of the stuff inside this container we inherited from people who went before, but as time went by things began to deteriorate.  What made it especially challenging was that the roof has been leaking badly, causing mould to grow inside.  So I determined that when dry season finally rolled around, we would clean everything out and scrub it stem to stern.  This was a three day project, and most of the work was done by our media technician Ryan Moore.

Mercy Flight

I am frequently called upon to do charitable flights.  This lady on the stretcher was 89 years old and comatose.  They don't know what the cause of her condition was, except that she was not responsive.  After two weeks in the Lethem Hospital, the Peace Corp, contacted us and asked if we would be willing to transport her back out to Shea Village.

Kamarang Ferry

My two little boatswain's are coming to ferry me across the mighty Kamarang River.  The kids from Paruima are really adept at paddling canoes at a very early age, and frankly speaking, after a long day of flying, I'm more than happy to let some else take the controls.

Open Heart Surgery

I've never had the courage to do open heart surgery on something as complex as a HP 9000 printer... But when you are thousands of miles from any service station, or HP technician, you say a prayer, roll up your sleeves and jump in.  It took nearly three hours to trace the root of the problem, but praise God I think we've found it!  We're still looking for someone who can lead this ministry full time.  If you know of someone, please let me know at ashjam7@yahoo.com.

When God Closes a Door...

I don't know where I heard the saying, but someone once said: "When God closes a door, He often times opens a window."  I know it sounds like a cliche, but at this very moment we're experiencing the reality of this saying.

For a number of years, I've had a nagging feeling that we need to move our main flight operation completely out of the capitol city of Georgetown.  Strangely enough, I can't say that I can pin everything down to one particular reason.  It's conglomerate of different rational, and a healthy does of sixth sense.

From the book Christian Living pg. 24 comes the quote, "The time has come, when, as God opens the way, families should move out of the cities.  The children should be taken into the country.  The parents should get as suitable a place as their means will allow.  Though the dwelling may be small, yet there should be land in connection with it, that may be cultivated."  When our girls were but toddlers, living in the inner city wasn't so big of a deal, but now they are 3 and 6 and their inquisitive little minds are like sponges.  I feel a need to protect them from the moral filth that is so pervasive in this city.

But there's also a concern about our physical safety.  Within the last year, there have been two armed robberies right in front of the hospital that we stay at, and we supposedly live in a better part of town!  As times become more difficult, people are increasingly turning to crime.

And then there is the concern about living 6 feet below sea level.  A half day of heavy rain is all it takes to flood most of this city.  And all it would take is one medium sized tsunami or very large rogue wave and Georgetown would utterly disappear.  This is not a very comforting thought.

Furthermore, Ogle airport where we are currently based out of, is pushing extremely hard to receive international status.  Change is inevitable, but with change comes fees, regulations, and restrictions.  Already we're feeling the pinch.

So a few months ago I decided the time had come to put out some fleeces and pray for the Lord's guidance.  The big question was (and still is) where to go.  Land around the coastal areas of the Demerara is very expensive.  There were three airstrips west of Ogle that we were looking at.  Two of the airstrips belonged to the Guysuco Sugar Corporation within easy driving distance of Georgetown.  These seemed very promising since the effort to bring them back to flight worthy status would be much more cost effective than to try and buy land and certify a new airstrip.  The last airstrip we were considering was Bethany which is on the other side of the Esequibo River and not accessible to Georgetown by road.

We began with the two Guysuco airstrips east of the Essequibo.  One was Wales, and was just across the Demerara Harbor Bridge and further South.  The other was Uitvlugt (pronounced "Ai-flut"), also across the Demerara Harbour Bridge and up the coastal road the goes to Parika.  Wales looked especially promising since it was closer to Georgetown, and wasn't as overgrown as the Uitvlugt Airstrip.

Everything in Guyana happens top down, since that's the way the British operated.  So I wrote a letter to the CEO expressing my interest in potentially reopening one of their airstrips.  Two months passed with no word back, so I decided to make a phone call.  That one phone call launched a cascade of events.

Within two hours of my phone call, the CEO's secretary called me back and arranged a meeting in two days.  When I arrived at the Guysuco headquarters, the CEO cordially invited me into his office and basically told me to move forward with this research and put a couple proposals on his desk within a week.  My next move was to call the Wales Estate manager and to schedule a trip out to the airstrip to have a look from the ground.   The visit again went very smoothly, and the Estate manager and four other people drove us out to the airstrip to have a close up look.  I could clearly see that there would be some issues, like power lines, and new housing developments that we would have to work around.  But I was excited about what I saw.  Just as I was about to leave, I got an idea, and asked the Estate Manager if I could find out a few statistics about what it costs to operate the Turbo Thrush crop duster from Ogle.  To my utter surprise I discovered that the estate pays out an exorbitant amount just to fly the airplane to and from Ogle Airport.  Thus they are just as anxious as we are to open up this airstrip, and cut tens of thousands of dollars annually in needless expense.

About a week later I made another trip back to Wales, this time with a gentleman from public works, and another person from GCAA.  We did some GPS measurements of the airstrip itself and even went to the department of Public Works and got a satellite photo of the airstrip and surrounding lands.

Everything was falling into place nicely, too well in fact.  Then all of a sudden the door slammed shut.

My next step was to contact the Director General of the Guyana Civil Aviation and put forward a request for an exception to the airworthiness regulations.  It was in this meeting that Mr. Mohammed expressed some serious concerns about our proposal.  The first concern had to do with airstrip security.  Many don't know this, but Guyana is one of the major funnels for the drug trade.  In times past, there have been reports of unidentified aircraft landing at night at these remote strips to offload drugs.  Guysuco and the GCAA are very concerned about airstrip security (as we are) and what can be done to make certain that Wales will no longer be used for illegal activites.  The second major hurdle has to do with air safety.  The GCAA is concerned with Wales being in the flight path of Ogle Airport.  They think that there is a potential that a aircraft departing from Wales, could pose a threat to Ogle's landing traffic.

A few weeks ago I wrote some follow up letters, addressing these two primary concerns.  Just a few minutes ago I called to confirm that the letters arrived safely.  They had, and today they'll be discussing the solutions that I suggested in the letters.

Please pray today that God would either reopen the door, or open a better window of opportunity.




Missionaries Wanted

We have openings for missionary workers:
  • Bible Workers to do training and evangelism.
  • Construction Workers for different projects around Guyana.
  • Media Worker to help run the video and print work.
  • Pilots and Mechanics to build up the aviation program.
Fill out an Gospel Ministry International Application today and indicate your interest in Guyana


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Sunday, September 15, 2013

Printing in the Name of the Lord

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Frontline Footage

Here are some short video clips from my travels.  They are raw footage without any commentary.  

The Power of the Gospel

Here's a story from Region #7 about how the new Media Center is making an impact.   In the picture above I gave Pastor Casey (blue shirt) hundreds of DVD's and bible lessons to distribute to some of the villages in his district.  Amongst the DVD's was some Ivor Meyers DVD's entitled "Out of the Black Hole", discussing the dangers of the entertainment industry.   A couple weeks later the pastor told me one of these Ivor Meyers DVD's made it's way into the hands of the biggest party guy in Kako Village.  He was notorious for his wild parties, and to make matters especially annoying, he had speakers to pump out the rock music at very high volume.  Well praise God, the message of Ivor Meyers touched a chord in his heart, and not only decided to give up his worldly music, but he's donating his speakers to the church!!!  

A Narrow Miss

Sometimes we don't realize how close we came to a potentially dangerous situation.  In this case it wasn't me but rather the airplane we fly.  In this situation a fast moving rain squall moved in from the coast, and the gusts of winds literally picked up this airplane 15 feet in the air, tipped it over on it's wing, and spun it around and flipped it over on it's back, breaking off the tail and severely damaging both wings.  This happened less than 500 feet from where our aircraft was parked.  One mechanic who happened to see everything said that he looked over at our airplane and it was shuddering in the wind, but praise God it didn't move.  Since this incident happened, we paid to have some tie down anchors installed in the cement.  The airplane is firmly tied down.

Praises & Prayers

  • Pray for more volunteer workers to enter into God's harvest.  There are so many open doors, but we don't have the people to meet even a fraction of the need
  • Pray for more airplanes to expand the work.  We're praying specifically for Cessna 182's since they are the best suited for this work.
  • Pray for more mechanics, and pilots to cover this vast jungle area.  The sky is the limit.
  • Praise God that we're getting another engine to replace the present one.  

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Printing in the Name of the Lord!!!

I burst out laughing when I heard the expression.  On that particular day I happened to be winging my way down to Region 9.  The day before Ryan Moore (our new Media Tech) and I had spent a fruitless day of troubleshooting with one of our new printers.  We had given it our best shot, but because I ran out of time, I had to devote my full attention to flying the airplane.   But on the way to the airport, I thought of a couple of solutions, and called Ryan's cell phone to tell him of my ideas.  Later as I levelled off at 8,500 feet I called Ryan on the HF Radio and asked him whether it had worked or not.  He joyfully replied.  "Yes!!!  It worked!!!  We're printing in the Name of the Lord!"

Our media ministry has been one of the most exciting recent developments of GAMAS.  Over the last couple months we've been trying to work out the kinks in our new equipment.  

As some of you know, I'd originally tried to do this work in my "spare" time and to "multi-task" on the days that I was in Georgetown.  Well...  Lets just say that the idea in principle seemed good, but in reality it didn't work too well.  I was finding myself increasingly stressed out as the requests for literature began to roll in, and I hadn't enough hours in a day to fulfill them.   I realized very quickly that I would need some help.

At the same time I was arriving at this conclusion, the Lord was working on Ryan Moore's heart that he needed to quit his job.  Ryan used to work 12 hours a day, six days a week as a manager for a bulk foods store here in Georgetown.  But the hard work, and long hours were beginning to wear him down.  God was also convicting him that he needed to do something more with his life than sell food.  When we offered him a stipend amounting to less than half his old salary, he jumped at the opportunity and hasn't looked back.

Over the last two months we've been quietly working out the kinks in our new equipment to try and bring it up to full production capability.  

One of the first tasks that we tackled was the laser printers themselves.  We started with the HP 4600hdn color laser printer.  At first the printer started spitting out copies that were very dark, using excessive amounts of toner.  This was alarming to me since the cost of toner wasn't cheap.  But after playing around with the settings we were able to get it sufficiently "lightened" so that it looked more normal.  Once we sorted this out, I had Ryan Moore immediately start scanning and printing some "Native New Day" bible lessons.  Since the North American Indians have many similarities to the indigenous Amerindians down here in Guyana, we've decided to try these lessons to see whether they are effective or not.   After a couple days of frustrating effort we finally figured out the nuances of how to make it print well in color.  Then it was time to turn our attention to the big Laserjet HP 9000 printer (pictured above).  This presented another set of problems to sort out since it didn't seem to want to communicate with any computer we hooked up to it.  I knew from the person who sent it down to us, that the printer did in fact work, but for some reason it didn't want to communicate with the three computers we tried.  Finally at long last we were able to get it to talk to one of our MacBooks. 

Ryan is a very hard worker, and although he doesn't know a lot about computers, he's willing to try, and is a very quick learner.  More and more, I'm giving him an increased number of tasks to do on his own. This afternoon we're going to sit down and chart out some of the future direction for this ministry.  We have big plans for this ministry.  At full capacity we can print up to 300,000 black and white copies and 75,000 color copies every single month.  That's enough paper to hand every adult in Guyana one sheet of Christ filled literature every single month!

Every new ministry has "growing pains", and that's what we're going through right now.  At this moment our big printer is down for repairs.  It worked perfectly for about three weeks, but evidently the fuser now seems to be defective and needs replacing.  But just when it seems like everything is stopped up, God opens the way for us to keep going.  A volunteer teacher who is traveling down from the States has offered to purchase and hand carry the parts down to Guyana.  So we can be back up and rolling in three days.  God is so good!

Now we need to get the folding machine to work, organize volunteer helpers to come assist with the busy work, purchase and ship a steady stream of printer toner and supplies from the States, and then turn up the production.

"Printing in the name of the Lord" is lots of fun.  You should try it!  If you know of any person who would be willing to come to Guyana and help work with this ministry, please contact me at ashjam7@yahoo.com

Missionaries Wanted

We have openings for missionary workers: 
  • Bible Workers to do training and evangelism.
  • Construction Workers for different projects around Guyana.
  • Media Worker to help run the video and print work.
  • Pilots and Mechanics to build up the aviation program.
Fill out an Gospel Ministry International Application today and indicate your interest in Guyana

Join the Team

If you would like to help the missionary work go forward, you can send a tax deductible donation to:  Gospel Ministry International, PO Box 506, Collegedale Tennessee 37315.  Kindly write on a separate note that it is for Guyana Aviation Evangelism project (GAVE)
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