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National Missionaries

 


The vision of our ministry goes beyond just us. Since the beginning of our work in Vale do Salitre we have sought to encourage national young men and women with calling, commitment and compassion to join us in evangelism and church planting.

We thank the Lord God for these who have been called. Pedro is already helping in Abreus, and will live in Lage dos Negros starting in June of this year.  Another young man named João, a graduate of the Word of Life Bible Institute of Bolivia will be assisting him.

Carlinhos and Clarinha are preparing to get married at the end of 2024, and intend to help with a new work in Curral Velho.  This community is close to Abreus.  Carlinhos and Clarinha will be able to live in the area and reach out to both communities as well as others.

Felipe and Paola are arriving in Sobradinho this month and will help with various aspects of the missionary work up close and personal with their experience and with their VW Kombi as a ministry tool.

Adrielly is undergoing missionary training at Instituto Bíblico Peniel with the intention of returning to our area of Brazil at the end of 2025.  We can't wait for her to come.  During holidays from school she travels with us helping every week.

God has met their needs in the past, and He will continue.  Pray to see how your church can participate in this work of reaching our "quintal" - the interior of Juazeiro and Campo Formoso!


If you would like more information on how
to be a part of supporting any or all
of these new national missionaries,
send Byron an email at
bwaii@yahoo.com

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