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4 Postcard

5 Reflections

6 Editorial

30 New Volunteers

32 Volunteer Opportunities

8 My Part of the Story We all have choices to make in a broken world. We can sit back and watch in fear, or we can ask God how He can use us to be a part of His healing process.

12 Talking About Final Exams The God that can keep giving grace to people who reject it over and over is a much deeper God than I ever imagined.

16 About My Father’s Business Once I stopped holding back, I started to see the difference, not only in me, but also in my students.

19 Donelda’s Story The villagers are amazed at the sudden change in Donelda. She transformed from an “Evil Woman” to such a kind, generous-hearted Servant of the Lord!

22 What I Learned from My Suitcase When we put our lives in His hands, those same hands will provide everything we need.

26 God Was in Charge Volunteering was 11 months of intense learning, making discoveries, meeting challenges, and witnessing miracles and blessings.

28 Yap Snorkelers Deciding where to volunteer was not easy as there were not too many places for a married couple. We wanted to go to an exotic place, but more importantly, to a place where our help was really needed.

Cover: The entrance of Delap SDA School, Majuro, Marshall Islands. Story on page 22.

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missionpostGeneral ConferenCe Volunteer Staff

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Joanne Stango | AVS ASSOCIATE COORDINATOR

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Gabriel e Maurer | EURO-AFRICA DIVISION

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faye reid | INTER-AMERICAN DIVISION

Jose rojas | NORTH AMERICAN DIVISION

akeri Suzuki | NORTHERN ASIA-PACIFIC DIVISION

Marly timm | SOUTH AMERICAN DIVISION

Maryanne Jakovac | SOUTH PACIFIC DIVISION

Hensley Moorooven | SOUTHERN AFRICA-INDIAN OCEAN DIVISION

rose Christo | SOUTHERN ASIA DIVISION

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Some years ago i was sitting on a bed in total darkness, not knowing if an auto-related accident would

keep me blind for the rest of my life. instead, God intervened and gave me a second chance to live my life for him. i made a full recovery despite the negative opinions of many specialists.

i came to Denmark thinking that i was just fulfilling a promise that i made to God. little did i know that God had something much more profound in store for me during the time that i would be in His service.

i have been in Denmark at the Seventh-day adventist school of Vejlefjord almost a full year now, working as a Boys’ Dean. While Denmark is not the most exotic mission field available, i can confirm it is just as important and trying as any other.

upon close inspection, it may seem as if my daily tasks are just habitual; however, God is at the very foundation of the school and of the students with whom i work. Many of them come from broken homes or have had difficult upbringings in spite of a country that prides itself on equality. others are in complete opposition of God, holding atheistic views close to heart. every day is a living testimony to the boys and girls attending the school.

one day the students can complain and detest the religious activities prepared for them at the school, and other days i hear songs of praise escape from their lips. these moments and memories prove to us as volunteers that no matter what role we fill, God has His hand in it, and in the end, you are fulfilling His will.

Keep your heads up and looking towards God, so that those around you may also see the beautiful ending that God has in store for us all.

in Christ,Carlos Cordero

Dear Friends,

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There is one thing that is common to returned volunteers – they have all changed. they see life from a

new perspective. Some of this change was hoped for before they left home and some was just the result of living in another place. Some volunteers go with the intent to affect this change, while for others, it is an unplanned benefit. regardless of the cause, all volunteers are affected to some degree. Change will happen!

those who have travelled already know that travel results in learning – both intentional and unintentional. the mere fact that you are able to see, smell, taste, feel, and experience new things causes change to happen. Some of this is welcomed change, while at other times, the change is rather forced or perhaps even unwelcome. We may not even know that we have changed until someone notices and comments on it. it can be common for us to deny the change others see in us, as it might have happened gradually over a period of time.

Some volunteers go because they recognize the need for change in their lives. When they return, they express and exhibit these changes, and this

influences new volunteers to serve. However, changes cannot be the same in everyone as each volunteer will have a different experience and because we all process things differently. each experience is unique.

one of the most common desires for change expressed by new volunteers is that they need to get away from the many things that “run” their lives, so they can get a new focus on what is important. these “run-your-life” things may include friends, gadgets (games, phone, and internet), school, food, entertainment, etc. Significant change can only take place if, when we go, we leave behind the things that fill and run our lives. in today’s world of electronic communication, that may be hard to do! this may cause some volunteers to look for a place that is rather remote. for others, just getting away and doing something different may be enough to bring about the sought after change.

Volunteers usually look for a new spiritual experience. life at home is filled with pre-determined, time-eating activities that do not easily make allowance for God. added to this is a lifestyle that has no need for reliance on God. our daily, basic

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needs are adequately supplied, leaving us to live a life in need of nothing – other than a growing, empty feeling which will get us nowhere. as time marches on, that empty feeling grows to the point where we recognize the need for something different – something with direction and purpose. We have tried all the self-help, start-again things that never seem to work, and so getting away seems to be a sure way to acquire this change.

there are many volunteers who say that their assignment was often more than they could handle, which prompted them to ask God for help. this reliance on God is what opens us up to the change He wants to make in our lives. a change that is caused by the removal of our self-reliance in exchange for our total dependence on God and the help He has promised to all who call on Him. this should be the most sought after change for all of us. it is the kind of change that makes us a true disciple of Christ. it is the romans 12:2 transformation of a “renewed” mind in Christ.

if you are presently serving as a volunteer, please know that God is ready to help you make this change. Just ask Him! if you are thinking about being a volunteer, you can start by asking God to show you His will – how to raise the needed funds, where to serve, how to deal with your family and friends, and what to do with school or work while you are gone. He is waiting – just ask and trust that He will open the storehouses of Heaven with blessings beyond what you

can even think or dream about. JuSt aSK! then fasten your seat belt and get ready for change!

Chanchamayo province, Peru. Story page 12.

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Micronesia

I cannot share my story without recognizing that it is really God’s story, and not mine. i am only a part of it.

My cell phone rang late on a Wednesday night in november. the voice on the other end broke the news that one of our volunteers was reportedly murdered on the island of Yap, Micronesia. i was crushed, as were many others. after serving as a volunteer Youth Worker in new Zealand from 2003 to 2004, i had gotten involved in the Missions office at Southern adventist university. after i graduated in 2006, i worked there as an assistant. We sometimes heard of crises and close calls in that office, but nothing like this had ever happened. i remembered my brief encounters with smiling, cheerful Kirsten only a few months before, as i helped her go through the necessary steps to become a volunteer. i had recently heard that she was really enjoying her time in Yap, and i could not understand how this could happen. So many questions arise at times like these, and the only thing i could do was pour my heart out to God and trust that He was somehow in control.

the next few weeks were busy for me as i finished up a Master’s degree in Christian Psychological Studies at richmont university, in Chattanooga,

tennessee. During that time, a student came into the office and requested to go to Yap to help finish out the year, since the school had lost a few other teachers (who needed to return home after the tragedy). i began helping him with his paperwork, and was thankful that God was already sending help to the Yap school.

a few days later, during thanksgiving break, i distinctly felt God calling me to go teach in Yap as well. i was surprised, and a little unsure about how my family and friends would react. over the next few weeks, however, God confirmed it by showing me that He had prepared the way for me to go and had given me the support of my friends and family.

at first i thought i would be teaching one of the other grades that needed to be filled, but soon found out that i would be taking Kirsten’s Second Grade class. i was humbled, honored, and a bit intimidated wondering what kinds of challenges lay ahead, but i was convinced that it was where God wanted me. God also reminded me, as He had taught me in new Zealand, that He always provides and equips us for whatever He calls us to do.

So that is how i found myself, at age 27, teaching Second Grade at Yap SDa School for five months. those first few

StoryBy andrea Keele

My Part of the


days and weeks were full of learning and growing for a teacher who had never taught. the students had obviously been through a lot, yet they opened their hearts to me as they continued to grieve for their beloved teacher. We often talked about Kirsten, about heaven, and about seeing her again. But in other ways, they were very typical second graders, who sometimes loved school and sometimes didn’t; they sometimes loved each other, and sometimes didn’t. God answered many “help-me!” prayers throughout each day, and is the only one who can take the credit for those two quarters of second grade.

one of my favorite examples of answered prayer happened on a rainy afternoon during P.e. class. P.e. was the last class of the day, and was always a final release of pent-up energy that accumulated after lunch. unfortunately, the rain kept the class inside, and pent-

up energy that is not released often transforms into conflict in the classroom. two of the boys were in a stare-down contest by the time i got to them. they had been attempting to set up some sort of structured ball game in the back of the classroom. a few of the other boys surrounded them, and were trying to keep them calm, but i was really at a loss to know what to do. i had seen it before, but it often left me feeling helpless—the glaring eyes, the clenched fists, the almost-visible steam rising from their bodies as they barely controlled their anger. eventually, i got ethan* settled in a chair and tried to calm him down, while the other boys stayed with Joshua.* it was not long before Joshua came up, with tears in his eyes, and slowly reached out and put his hand on ethan’s shoulder. “i’m sorry,” he said, and i could tell it took everything in him to get the words out. it was enough to soften ethan, and

Volunteer andrea Keele pictured here (second from right).


Micronesia

as the tears rolled down his cheeks too, he reached out his hand and put it on Joshua’s shoulder. i will always remember that simple lesson of forgiveness and the power of Jesus to make it possible.

God blessed me in many ways through teaching, but He also blessed me immeasurably through the group of volunteers that were serving at the school. each week we set aside time to talk about how we were doing and lift each other up in prayer. We supported each other and enjoyed being together. in my apartment, the other two girls—aila from Germany and lorraine from the Philippines—became two of my closest friends, and we shared the burdens and joys of life together.

as i look back on my time in Yap, i feel incredibly humbled that God would let me be a part of the story of rebuilding and healing after such a huge loss. i have come to see that i was not only a part of that healing, but God used the people and experiences in Yap to bring much healing to my own life as well.

We all have choices to make in a broken world. We can sit back and watch in fear, or we can ask God how He can use us to be a part of His healing process. only God knows the incredible blessings He has in store for us when we choose to obey His calling.

*these names have been changed.

Andrea Keele, originally from the united States,

writes from the island of Yap, where she now serves

as the registrar of the Yap SDa School. She began

her service in July of 2011 and will continue to serve

through May of 2012. She also served there as a

Second Grade teacher from January of 2010 to June

of 2010. She previously served as a Youth Worker in

new Zealand from July of 2003 to June of 2004.

above: andrea (center) and her apartment mates.

left: all dressed for church.


top: Yap Staff.

Middle: andrea Keele and her second grade class.

right: Birthday boy!

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Peru

There’s a lot i don’t know about God. and as a volunteer, this fact is especially terrifying. of all the

things i’m supposed to understand, God and His grace are the most important. after all, what else am i here for?

i remember years ago, my mom told me that she understood God much better when she had kids. Being in a role that required constant, selfless love heightened her awareness of what God’s love must be like. i imagine that she has learned a lot about God through the years – when my sister and i fought in the car all the way to Michigan, or when i threw a tantrum because my Barbie’s head popped off, or in high school and

college when i ignored my parents’ advice and did what i wanted. regardless, they picked up the pieces afterward.

in the last few months, i’ve been wondering a lot about God, and especially about grace. i don’t understand it. When someone hands me a late paper, pleads with me, pours out pitiful excuses about the traffic and homework, i really struggle with knowing what to do. the policies of my class clearly state that late homework will not be accepted at full score. Okay I’m sorry, student, but choosing to procrastinate was your choice, i justify, and now you have to be accountable. What about the one who doesn’t show up for exams and then complains about

By Brittany Blankenship Final ExamsTalking About

Teachers and staff of the Language Institute at Universidad Peruana Union.


his grade? or the one who plagiarized once? Can i ever trust her to do honest work again? i struggle to look at these students equally, and to be willing to bend backwards a little bit more for the ones who don’t bend themselves. Sometimes, being jaded, i’m tempted to abandon the ones who don’t try or those who abuse the trust we’ve spent all cycle (semester) building. i’m tired and i assume that my students just want to see how far they can push me before i push back.

and then sometimes my assumptions punch me square in the jaw.

“Miss, i need talk to you and Miss Grelte, este, possible after class?”

it’s 9:50 a.m., an hour and fifty minutes after class started and ten minutes after our first break was supposed to start. My hands are black and blue from the residue of dry-erase markers, and i have to visit the restroom. the fake leather of my target shoes is already starting to chaff in lima’s December heat.

“Sure, okay Sara*. What’s up?”“Miss, you think it be possible, este,

take the exam early? i have be gone this weekend, maybe too the Monday.”

i stiffen. Memories of slacker students

from last cycle flood my mind, making me want to stay rigid and unbending. i want to say immediately, No rescheduling. Period. i’m tired of any morsel of grace being taken advantage of. Plus, if she takes the exam early she could share the questions with her classmates, giving them an unfair advantage. Wouldn’t it be simpler to run a classroom in black and white? Clear expectations, no exceptions. Besides, Sara is the one who added the class late and has missed several classes since, without justification.

“oh. You know all three final exams are Monday, right? oral, writing, and grammar.”

“Yes, miss. is difficult. But…Well, miss, my grandfather is...is sick. and i’m go to, …uh..este…a visitar?”

“to visit him?”“Yes miss, i go to visit him in… in

hospital.”“oh i’m so sorry!” i stop shuffling

papers to listen to the tension in her voice. the last student leaves for the break. We are alone.

“Yes miss. He has...i don’t know the word miss! But he has, este, in his inside, in his pulmones, the co-, the ca-, the can-.”

Brittany preparing for a quiz with the Intermediate I class.


Peru

i feel like the wind has been knocked out of me.

“lung cancer?”that dirty word. it hangs in the distance

between us. i want to put my arm around her, to squeeze her hand, to tell her don’t worry about the exam. i don’t. i want to tell her something comforting, that i’m sure everything will be okay. i’m not. i want to read a verse about grace and miracles and sanitize that word cancer from the air. i can’t. at the very least, a casserole? no, casseroles don’t make lungs whole again. i’m her english teacher. and all i do in this moment is give the disease she fears a name. Cancer.

“…so i need, este, take the exam early. is ok?”

“Well, it might be better if you take the exam after you return. Maybe tuesday? that way you will have more time to study. When will you return from your trip?”

“Yes miss, but i’m not sure when i come back.” Her eyes are wet now and dignified; remaining quiet, she looks away. “it depend of the...of what happen… you know, este…on when... if he...”

the thing about english is we like to gloss things over. We like to say “pass away” or “go to another place” or “leave this world” because when we talk about it, we can’t just say it. But the thing about teaching english as a second language is the glossy phrases just don’t exist. We have to understand and be understood in one or two hours of linguistic gymnastics. and sooner or later, our shoes hit the dirt. in that moment, we glance away, because we both feel the impact of earth vibrating from our heels to our eardrums, but neither of us can say the word.

Dies.i nod. the window is open, and a pen

blows off the desk and onto the floor. “Sure, you can take your exam before

you leave. How’s thursday at 2:00?”“one and half will be better, miss.” “okay. thursday at 1:30.”She leaves. i close the window and pick

up my pen.a friend once told me what she learned

as a volunteer in Honduras: love means giving what is needed. Maybe what is needed is not giving in to excuses or giving up on sincerity but rather giving more understanding. Maybe grace means giving a little thoughtful flexibility. Maybe each action is isolated and redeemable. Maybe giving someone grace means that i will have to fight harder to look cheaters or class-skippers in the face with a smile and compassion, knowing that someday their grandfathers might also be dying of cancer, and this will interfere with final exams, among other things. So even while i must let my students suffer for their own decisions, i must also help them to bear the consequences with hope of a better outcome next time. or the next. or the next. or the next.

there’s a lot i don’t know about teaching, about love, or grace, or compassion, or even about God. But this


i believe: the God that can keep giving grace to people who reject it over and over is a much deeper God than i ever imagined. and i don’t understand him at all. But i’m trying.

*The student’s name has been changed.

Brittany Blankenship is

originally from the united States.

She served as an english teacher

at the Peruvian union university.

She served from august of 2010

to June of 2011. Brittany believes

that volunteering changed her

as much as it changed those whom she served.

She wants to spend her life serving others.

Top: Basic II class at a chaufa restaurant.

Middle: Intermediate II class, Intensive cycle, celebrating Valentines Day with a sports tournament.

Bottom: English Sabbath School class.

Opposite page: Studying for the final oral exam with the Intermediate II class in the Super Intensive cycle.

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South Korea

In the summer of 2008, i got baptized in the Spanish Seventh-day adventist church in my hometown. i remember

wanting it to happen in June, near my birthday, so that i could celebrate my new birth in Christ. i had long suffered from bitterness and anger caused from living in the world and apart from God. i went through many difficult experiences and hard-learned lessons. But one night, shortly after graduating from university, i got tired of my empty lifestyle, and cried out to God to help me change. i told Him that i could not make the change on my own, but that He needed to help me change. that was about 3 to 4 years before i got baptized.

When i first came back to church with my mom, i noticed an advertisement in a small magazine. it was about South Korea. i had just come back from teaching english in taiwan (not through the church) and it had left me with the itch to travel again. i wanted to go, but somehow i felt that i was not ready yet.

a year went by and the idea kept coming back to me, so i decided to start the application process. i started the online course to prepare myself and i read the book “Passport to Mission,” as was required. My initial target date was for october, and then December, but it

just wasn’t happening. i didn’t know why it was taking so long, but i didn’t give up. finally, everything was set for my february departure except for my Visa. i still needed to get that done and with only three days left before my deadline, i drove 6 hours to Houston, texas, to pick up my Visa at the consulate.

on the way there, my brother called me and said, “Don’t you think that perhaps all these obstacles are a sign for you not to go?”

i detected his concern for my well-being and the call got me thinking. Am I not meant to go? But God, I dedicated my life to you and I want to serve you! So, i immediately prayed as i was driving and asked God for a sign. i said, “okay, God. if You want me to go, then let the next song on the radio be… (i mentioned a specific Christian song)… and i won’t question Your will and i will put my trust in You, lord, that everything will be okay.”

about half a minute after i prayed, the song i had asked for came on the radio. i laughed and cried at the same time, but with joy, for God had heard me and answered me!

When i first arrived in South Korea and met people from my orientation group, i felt a little bit like an outsider. almost everyone was born into the adventist

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About MyFather’s Business

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faith except for me. i had come from the world; i wasn’t raised with Bible stories at home or anything like that. Some people, younger than me, had already volunteered in many countries. i felt like i was just starting out.

after the first two weeks, i was sent to my destination in Bucheon. feeling jet lagged and overwhelmed, i got very nervous about my week of teaching. i thought, God, how am I going to do all that is expected of me while I’m here? But then my coordinator said something to me that was very helpful. She told me to take one thing and one day at a time. i consider myself an organized person and somehow her simple words snapped me out of it and i was able to start prioritizing. it worked! My stress was gone and i just focused on one thing at a time. i set a time for each thing and stuck to it and was able to complete all of my tasks.

Korea did challenge me, not just with the language and food (though i really wasn’t having that much trouble with it), but spiritually. as i mentioned before, i had basically come straight from the world, bringing with me a bit of an attitude and bitterness, so i wasn’t very friendly at first, towards one of my roommates. But i know now, looking back, why God put us together. i needed to learn from her example. She was never rude to me, and she bore my character patiently for the first few months. it was also through

her that i really learned how to keep the Sabbath holy. She also introduced me to sermons by Henry Wright, Doug Batchelor, and Walter J. Veith, just to name a few. Soon, i bought an mp3 player and started downloading the sermons so that i could listen to them while i was on the bus, subway, and while running errands.

Something else that i noticed about my roommate was how easy it was for her to be close to the students.

i have never been much into public displays of affection. in Korea, women who are very close friends like to walk arm-in-arm in public. they really like to express their affection towards each other in public. i thought it was very nice and different from my culture back home. i felt bad that i found it hard to connect with my students. i was distant. So, i started praying about it and asked God to give me love for my students.

i had a student who was always inviting the teachers out on weekends, especially for Sabbath afternoons. i accepted one of

her invitations along with my roommate and we headed towards incheon

Park to close the Sabbath together. it was a beautiful

day and we had a nice hike up a hill and rested on some rocks. We sang songs together, read from one of e.G. White’s books, and then took a nap on

the rocks! i’m sure our student thought we were

weird, but she kept inviting us out. i started spending some

weekends with her and soon realized that i had love for her the way God wants us to love each

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My friends Ally (standing), Alice and I holding chopsticks on my last night in Korea.


other. i really wanted to see her in heaven! then i noticed that i had started seeing all of my students differently. i really had love for them. for the first 5 minutes of class, i started to give mini sermons on a Bible verse each day.

once i stopped holding back, i started to see the difference, not only in me, but also in my students.

on our last day of the term, three students asked me questions about the religion class. they all had decided that in the following term, they would not take a regular english class, but rather sign up for the religion class. i was so excited and happy! How beautiful it is to see someone open up their heart to God, even if they are only curious at first.

When the time came to finish up my one year contract, i started to rethink going back home. i had just started bonding with my students and Korean co-workers; i was sad to be leaving them now. their kindness made it very difficult for me to leave, but i also knew that my mom was eager to see me again. i was offered a job in one of the Korean High Schools, just short of leaving, so i prayed about it. i asked God for another sign. Because of the time difference between my home and Korea, i hadn’t been able to keep in touch via phone calls with friends from my church. So, i asked God, “if You want me to stay another year in Korea, then let me receive a phone call about the job from the muksanim (pastor). But if You want me to go home, then let me receive a call from anyone belonging to my home church. Whatever Your will is, lord, i will do.” the next day was a Sunday. i was about to head out to meet some friends when, all of a sudden, my computer phone rang. it was a call from a

friend from my home church. it was time to go home.

i still don’t know why God wanted me to come back home. Maybe, i had to return so that changes could be made in my home. Maybe i’m supposed to go back to school. i really enjoyed teaching religion in Korea and am looking into getting a degree in religion from an adventist university. or maybe i can go back to Korea in the near future. i know my family would be sad to see me go again, but i’m about my father’s business now. Whatever i end up doing, i know God will always be leading me, and where He leads me, i will follow.

Isela Muzquiz is originally from the united States.

She served as an english/religion teacher in South

Korea from february of 2011 to february of 2012.

She took a short break and then returned to

teaching in September of 2011. She will continue to

serve through february of 2012.

South Korea

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Korean church members and non members together for isela’s (center front) goodbye dinner.


Canada

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When i come up out of the water, i’m going to be a vegetarian,” was

the emphatic statement by Donelda turley the week before her baptism. a Gitxsan* native of northern Canada, she was previously known in the village of Gitanyow, as the “evil Woman”, for she was an alcoholic, mean tempered, and abusive to her children.

one day, her son travis was waiting by the bridge at the edge of the village for a ride to Kitwanga. Zanna (my wife) and i were serving as volunteer Bible Workers on the Gitxsan reserve, and we were just leaving the village after visiting 22 homes

with native new Day Bible lessons when we saw him. We gave travis a ride to his house. as we visited, Zanna gave him the “radiant native Health” magazine. He thumbed through it and paused at the back cover; Zanna explained that it was an advertisement about the native new Day Bible guides that we delivered each week to the homes of eight other villages. She asked if he would like to receive them too. He said yes, and so she began to deliver the lessons to his house each week.

often, his mother answered the door, for he wasn’t there. at first, she didn’t say much. after about two months she showed Zanna her little green-house

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By leif ove StoryDonelda’s

leif & Zanna ove with Seven Sister Mountains in the background


at the back, becoming friendlier with each visit. one day she admitted that she enjoyed reading the Bible lessons, but asserted that she couldn’t ever go to church because of how badly she had been mistreated in the residential school. When she had completed the 30 lessons, Zanna asked her if she was interested in watching the native new Day DVD’s. it wasn’t long until her husband, Moses, and her son, travis, were watching the DVD’s with her.

one Sabbath, Donelda asked us to take her to the terrace SDa Church, so that she could see her new grand-daughter at the hospital nearby. Her daughter-in-law was still in delivery when they got there, so Zanna asked if she wanted to attend church with us and then return to the hospital later. Hesitantly she agreed. as we entered the church, she was trembling so badly that even the Pastor was worried. She sat by the door in the back row.

this particular Sabbath, the students of the Spring Creek adventist School were in charge of the service. as the children sang, Donelda wept. on the way home she explained. During the service, she had wished that her grand-daughter could have a chance to learn to sing like that. “Can’t you bring all those children out to our village to sing to our kids?” she said.

later that evening, Moses

asked her to have a drink with him. She got the beer out and poured them each a glass. She took a sip or two and pushed it back saying, “i can’t do this; it just doesn’t seem right! i can’t go to church and then come home and drink! it just isn’t right!” She never drank again.

Donelda made arrangements with the pastor and principal of the church school to invite the students to the village school to sing. they also gave each child a stuffed toy. then they went to the elders luncheon and sang for them. everyone was so pleased!

We started to bring Donelda to our home on friday evenings, and she would spend the night so that we could get to church in time for Sabbath School. She really liked the discussions. We always stayed for the afternoon service at the

all nations Center, where they serve soup to the natives and the local

people after the worship service. Donelda then

asked if she could serve soup to the elders in her village.

When the Pastor held a short series of meetings in Gitanyow, Donelda didn’t miss a single one. then, she asked us if she could be baptized

at the terrace SDa Church! two of her

boys and several other relatives came to her

baptism. She came up praising the lord, and true

to her word, she has been a vegetarian ever since. She was

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Canada

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given a large kettle and some vegetables, and she started serving soup to the elders in Gitanyow the day after her baptism. aDra is now helping fund Donelda’s elders Soup Service.

the villagers are amazed at the sudden change in Donelda. She transformed from an “evil Woman” to such a kind, generous-hearted Servant of the lord! Moses has now quit drinking and he and the boys have visited the church too.

What a blessed privilege to see the lord going before us and opening doors and hearts, and changing lives! What a thrill it is to be His hands and feet, taking His Word to these wonderful people! over 300 homes in nine villages within a 100-mile radius have completed the native new Day Bible lessons. We spent a lot of time nurturing the many interests. lives are being changed by the Word of the lord!

*the Gitxsan are an indigenous people whose

home territory encompasses approximately

53,000 square kilometers of land in the

area known as the Skeena Country in British

Columbia, Canada.

Leif and Zanna Ove are originally from the united

States. they served as Bible Workers under the

terrace SDa Church in British Columbia, Canada.

they served from november of 2009 to november

of 2010. they both feel that is has been deeply

satisfying to see God changing the lives of people

everywhere.

Top: Donelda delivering soup to the door.

Left: Moses, Donelda and sons Jay and Travis.

Opposite page: Donelda making soup for the Elders.

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Marshall Islands

For many years I looked

forward to the moment

when I could leave my

home country to serve

Jesus Christ. In June, I

started my application

to University. However,

in August, I was

accepted to serve as a

Third Grade Teacher in

Majuro, in the Marshall

Islands.

My SuitcaseBy lydia Jurke

What I Learnedfrom


Marshall Islands

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As soon as i possibly could, i made travel arrangements and prepared myself to say good-bye to my

friends and family. While i was struggling to fit all my things into two suitcases, my friends tried to calm me down.

“You can take that out. You will never need that much!” one said.

“You are taking far too many things with you!” said another.

“Here, that can stay at home, too!” said yet another.

But most of their advice didn’t help; i was sure i would need all those things! it was my first big journey, and also my first time traveling by airplane. Since my journey started at a train station, my family and friends couldn’t accompany me to the airport. and it was there that i faced the first problem. for my second suitcase, i would have had to pay hundreds of euros, which was far too expensive for me. So i repacked my bags to the maximum possible weight allowed, and left one of my suitcases there. a friend of mine could pick it up and bring it home later. the plan was to have my mother repack the suitcase and send it to me. My journey continued with one suitcase. it contained many of the things i thought were necessary.

two days later i arrived safe and sound at the SDa School in Majuro. it was then that i realized all the things i was missing – important things like shampoo, lotion, and t-shirts, just to name a few. advice from a friend kept playing in my head; she had told me to pack two or three t-shirts in my carry-on luggage. i hadn’t done it. in the meantime, my mother received my suitcase, and on September 14, it was sent by DHl, facing a long and lonely journey.

i had been told that it would take two or three weeks to arrive in Majuro. after the first two months, i was still hoping that it would arrive. right around Christmas i stopped waiting and hoping. i accepted that i would have to live the next five months without it. But God was teaching me so much through this missing suitcase.

the first lesson was to always think positive. During my long waiting period, i was sure that God knew where my suitcase was. i tried to remain happy and patient. My friends here would hear me say quite often, “tomorrow, perhaps my bag will arrive.” that was in September. Gradually, i found that it was possible to be thankful for the things we don’t have. i tried it, and it really kept me from becoming sad or depressed.

the second lesson was to always trust in God. trusting God that He is taking care of everything helped me to stay calm. for Him, it wasn’t a big deal to send me a suitcase, not even if it had to go around the whole earth. i learned again that God holds everything in His hands and He has always a better plan for us.

the third lesson was that God would provide. God always takes care of our needs. When we put our lives in His hands, those same hands will provide everything we need. Sometimes, He doesn’t give us those “necessary” things. instead, He changes the situation and we realize that we do not need them anymore. i am glad that God taught me that i don’t need more than He gives. Many times, God even gives us more than we need. i actually got everything i needed, and more, from my friends here. He likes us to be happy and to enjoy life. He sends us so many signs of His love and


care. Sometimes we simply do not see them. However, i see now that the things that i received from others here were small miracles for me.

after waiting such a long time for my suitcase, and realizing that i didn’t need those things anymore, i stopped praying for it. i didn’t even expect my suitcase to arrive anymore. But God is so good. on January 6, i held my second suitcase in my own hands, here in Majuro. it was truly a miracle.

as i saw my suitcase standing in my room, i knew that it came from God. i realized immediately that it was not my suitcase – it was God’s. and that was the fourth lesson – God owns everything! While i unpacked all my “new” clothes in my cupboard, i recognized and appreciated that God owns everything. and surprisingly, i was ready to give everything back. although all those “necessary” things were mine, for me it was just like receiving a present from God. and that is what i pray for now – never to forget that everything i own comes from God. all my clothes and toiletries are just signs of His mercy and goodness to me.

at home i couldn’t seem to leave anything behind. My things hardly fit into two suitcases. Here in Majuro, i learned something completely different. i’m thankful that i could learn so much. i am really happy about having my clothes. But i am more thankful for the lessons i have learned. We should be so glad that God loves to reveal Himself to us through miracles. oftentimes, we just need to be ready to give up some luxury.

Lydia Jurke, originally from Germany, writes from

the Delap SDa School, where she is serving as a

Second Grade teacher. She began her service in

august of 2010 and will continue serving until

May of 2012. lydia feels that one of her greatest

responsibilities is to share with others what she

experiences with God.

lydia and her students.


Ghana

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Volunteering was 11 months of intense learning, making discoveries, meeting challenges,

and witnessing miracles and blessings. Most of all, it was an opportunity for God to transform the realities of many people, including myself! i served as a volunteer nurse at the adventist Hospital in Sunyani, Ghana.

the major difficulties during the first two months were learning the official language (english) and the dialect (twi), and adapting and socializing. With God’s help, all obstacles were overcome. During this time, i also had an appendix issue, which led me to an emergency surgery. twenty-two days after surgery, i was glad to return to my work routine as a nurse and supervisor at the hospital.

it wasn’t easy. i was hit with malaria more than four times! But i was still able to receive the joy of having a child named after me, of saving lives of children through donation, of providing comfort to adults and the elderly, and of bringing hope and an example of determination and courage to many.

after a while, i had the opportunity to assist the hospital’s nursing administration, and to help in restructuring and standardizing appropriate invasive and

non-invasive procedures. also, i was able to help with the furthering of education regarding nursing equipment, supervising students, and caring for children, youth, and adults. i had the opportunity to witness to non-adventist physicians, nurses, patients and staff. i shared whatever i knew about Jesus, faith, eternal life, death and the Christian walk.

i enjoyed eating different food, wearing different clothes, and discovering new musical rhythms and dances. My heart was filled with gratitude and a sincere love for a joyful, thankful, and prayerful people.

the staff and patients were able to recognize the seal of God’s approval on the hospital. they are strong individuals who love their family and respect the elderly; they taught me to live in a different way, relying completely on God as the first and last solution. i learned that we should not only be grateful for what we have, but for what God is in our lives.

i know that God called me to serve in providing physical well-being to others, and to help them see their chance to choose eternal life. i actively participated in the church’s outreach activities in the city, and also in evangelistic projects. i even had the opportunity to preach in english! all our prayers were answered

By Mayara ferreira

God WasChargein

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in God’s timing so that His name was glorified. i am certain that all the victories and achievements were only possible because He was in charge of everything!

During my time in Ghana, two Week of Prayer programs were organized. i was able to visit six different churches to help tell young people of the wonder of living an unforgettable experience, where dedicating one’s entire life to serve others brings eternal rewards.

Mayara Ferreira is originally from Brazil.

She served as a nurse at the SDa General

Hospital in Sunyani, Ghana. She served

from July of 2010 through June of 2011.

Mayara feels that serving those of a different

culture than her own

helps her to grow

more humble and

compassionate to their

needs. She wants to

spend her life being

an instrument in

God’s hands.

Top: the staff at Sunyani Hospital.

Middle: at church with some of the members.

Bottom: Mayara and her new friends.

Opposite page: Mayara and a patient.


Micronesia

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Deciding where to volunteer was not easy as there were not too many places for a married

couple. We wanted to go to an exotic place, but more importantly, to a place where our help was really needed. So we received information that in a faraway country called Micronesia, there was an urgent need for teachers. to be honest, that was maybe the last option we had in mind, but after thinking and praying for a while, we decided to take a leap of faith and we promised to go to Micronesia. More specifically, we went to an island called Yap, which by the way, means a canoe paddle!

Well, this was near Christmas time, so we thought that we would be ready to leave by the beginning of January 2011. But getting there was not that easy. obtaining a visa was not a quick process at all, as we are finnish citizens and needed a visa in order to get there, while uS citizens did not. We were informed by the principal that the island has its own time pace, which means that things move a bit slower there than in europe. in addition to that, i got sick just as we got our visas, and we had to postpone the flight. after all these difficulties, we were finally on an airplane at the end of

february and arrived to the land of stone money in the beginning of March. We were warmly welcomed by the principal and his wife, and by our colleagues (other teachers). When we got to our new apartment on the school campus, our new pets – geckos, mice, and cockroaches – were there to welcome us as well!

We had one day to recover from jet lag and then our careers as teachers began. once it started, the semester just sped by. it was surely not an easy task to come in the middle of the school year with no training or experience (now we recommend that volunteers start their service in the autumn when school is just starting!). But thanks to our helpful colleagues and cute students, we were soon settled and felt like Yap was our home. i taught Second Grade and had 13 adorable and lively students. My husband, Markus, taught Seventh Grade, which we had heard was the nicest grade in the whole school.

fortunately, we had spring break in the middle of the semester, and had a chance to participate in the island experience of snorkelling with Manta rays. there was also a nice adventist church on the island, and we felt good to be members of the world-wide family of our heavenly father.

By Saija tarroSnorkelersYap


We had the opportunity to be there only 3 months, but we surely do not regret any moment of it. regardless of the difficulties in getting there, it was worth it!

through the experience, God taught us teachers many things. trusting in Him was the main lesson for me. the week after we arrived, there was a big tsunami in Japan, and our family in finland was really worried. But God was taking care of us and nothing happened on Yap. also during our service, my grandmother got sick and i was worried that she would die. But what God wanted to teach us was the knowledge that He is the same almighty God in finland that He is in Yap, and without His will, nothing was going to happen. another important lesson Markus learned was that God wants us to realize that without Him, we can do nothing; we need His help. it was a good experience to be in these totally different situations in order to learn that better.

now we are again back in finland and continuing our everyday life, but i would say that we see the world through different eyes. We want to live our lives with God and see what adventures He leads us to in the future! We will never forget our experience and all the students and new friends we met there. So if you ever have a chance, we want to encourage you to go where God leads you. and if the place He leads you seems too challenging, don’t be afraid in taking a leap of faith, because He will surely catch you if you fall!

it is our responsibility to do our best and let God do the rest!

Saija and Markus Tarro are originally from

finland, and served on the island of Yap from March

of 2011 to June of 2011. Saija served as a Second

Grade teacher and Markus served as a Seventh

Grade teacher. Saija feels that the best way to show

God’s love to people is to love them, show them

respect, and accept them for who they are. Both

Saija and Markus are excited to see what God has in

store for them next!

Top: Markus found a sea star.

Middle: Markus and his students.

Left: Saija and her students.

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Acosta, Rebekah Grace—asst Dean of Women, from uSa to DenmarkAh Sam, Epenesa Amy—english/religion teacher, from australia to KoreaAlcantara, Clara Ysabel—eSl teacher, from uSa to BrazilAncheta, Sean David—reassign as HS Bible teacher, from uSa to DelapAnderson, Sophie Catherine—reassign as 2nd Grade tchr, from Canada to YapBaltazar, Laura Elizabeth—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaBaro, Ruthlyne—Social Studies teacher, from Mexico to ebeyeBaronin, Ruslan Borisovich—Computer lab asst, from russia to South africaBarrett, Teri-Ann Nicole—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaBarrios, Evelyn Elizabeth—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaBodi, Tyler Mitchell—english language teacher, from uSa to ukraineBoneta-Rodriguez, Olga Liz—School Music Coord, from Puerto rico to CambodiaBramhall, Ana R—2nd Grade teacher, from uSa to DelapBramhall, Robert Eugene—Principal, from uSa to DelapBrown III, Frank Mac—5th and 6th Grades teacher, from uSa to PaataBrupbacher, Rachel Eileen—english language tchr, from austria to KazakhstanCalixto, Deborah Botrel—asst Dean for HS Girls, from Brazil to South africaCampbell, Hubert Elroy—reassign as eng/rel teacher, from uSa to KoreaCarr, Ashley Xenia Makorina—orph asst House Parent, from uSa to tanzaniaChau, Yuk Sheung—Bible Worker, from Hong Kong to australiaCordova Lopez, Erika Yasmin—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaCortez, Sherilyn Balbi—reassign as eng lang tchr, from Philippines to ukraineDiedericks, Vickey—english/religion teacher, from South africa to KoreaDrab, Eric Michael—academic tutor for Math/Science/english, from uSa to KenyaDuarte Espinosa, Monica Janeth—Chef’s asst, from Columbia to BrazilErickson, Mary Angela—nurse, from uSa to CameroonFaaeteete, Teina Desiree—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaFandrick, Lindsey Marie—english/religion teacher, from uSa to Koreafialho-Marquardt, Leticia Fraga—Community Services, from Brazil to BrazilFialho, Odailson Wolff—Community Services, from Brazil to BrazilFitzclarence, Ethan Peter—Community Services, from australia to BrazilFlynn, Simone Suzette—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaFonseca, Jéssica Silveira da—accountant, from Brazil to DelapFrank, Naveed—Computer teacher, from Pakistan to PalauGalloway, Dustin Michael—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaFree, Clairessa—Home School teacher, from australia to MongoliaGamble-Ashton, June Londa—english/religion teacher, from uK to KoreaGerrans, Alison Rae—english/religion teacher, from Canada to KoreaGerrans, Jonathan—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaGibbs, Madison—Community Services, from australia to BrazilGoh, Michelle Faye Ai-Koon—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaGolandy, Kristine Tipon—english teacher, from Philippines to PeruGosling, Scott Andrew—Community Services, from australia to BrazilGruesbeck, Amanda Marie—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaHaddad, Jesse Michael—Kindergarten teacher, from uSa to YapHall, Natalie Danielle—3rd Grade teacher, from uSa to YapHany, Ginger Starr—english/religion teacher, from uSa to Korea

Hernandez, Adan Fernando—Clinical asst, from uSa to ChadHines, Daniel Warren—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaHowell Jr, Richard David—teacher Col/engineer, from Honduras to ChileJacobson, Brittany Lynn—reassign as Child Dev Ctr asst tchr, from uSa to SaipanJensen, Ashley Nicole—english teacher, from uSa to ChinaJones, Olivia—Community Services, from australia to BrazilKalejaiye, Oladayo Oladiran—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaKaw, Vanessa Marie—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaKeyes, Andrew Edward—reassign as lay-Hlth Min Wrkr, from uSa to thailandKim, Jonathan Eugene—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaKotanko, Lonnie Danielle—reassign as Kindergarten tchr, from uSa to ebeyeKubwimana, Confiance—Pastor/Youth Ministry, from france to australiaKeegan, Trent Lyle—Community Services, from australia to BrazilLamberton, Kalyna Mikael—Preschool - 3rd Grade tchr, from Canada to lauraLawrence, Frank Edward—reassign as 7th/8th Gr tchr/Maint, from uSa to PaataLee, Allison Yukyung—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaLichtenwalter, Ehren David—reassign as Program Coord, from uSa to CyprusLichtenwalter-Castillo, Erin Sharee—reassign as Prog Coord, from uSa to CyprusLiebenberg, Friedrich Karl—english/religion tchr, from South africa to KoreaLindbeck, Mitchell Thomas Eric—Community Services, from australia to BrazilLittle, Jenessa Lauren—4th through 8th Grade teacher, from Canada to lauraLongo, Lindsey Michelle—literature evangelist, from uSa to australiaLopez-Thismon, Cristina Gisel—nurse, from uSa to nigeriaLuedke, Annett—english teacher, from Germany to ChileManzano, Sarai—5th and 6th Grades teacher, from Mexico to SaipanMasuku, Anthony Dumisani—english/religion teacher, from uK to KoreaKnoener-Mello, Luanna E F—Reassign as Elem Sch Comp Tchr, from Brazil to DelapMoore, Marcella Trimmier—6th Grade teacher, from uSa to taiwanMoore, Victoria—3rd and 4th Grades teacher, from uSa to PaataMoyo-McCune, Lwazi—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaMuzamhindo, Chenai Jacqueline—nurse, from Canada to nicaraguaMuzquiz, Isela—reassign as english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaNdebele, Nomfundo Lihle—english/religion tchr, from South africa to KoreaNjezula, Nonke Karen—english/religion teacher, from South africa to KoreaNwaigwe, Chinedu—teacher, from uSa to argentinaPacheco, Amy M—reassign as asst Girls’ Dean/Sus tching, from uSa to uruguayPage, Alvin John—reassign as HS Science teacher, from South africa to DelapPage, Marrelie Estelle—reassign as Curriculum Coord, from South africa to DelapParks, Jeffrey Thomas—Pe teacher, from uSa to taiwanPlatel, Merle (Baricanosa)—Hostel Mother, from netherlands to KenyaPool, Kristen—literature evangelist, from uSa to australiaPrieto, Sandra Patricia—english-religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaReed, Iris L—7th and 8th Grades teacher, from uSa to KosraeReeves, Luke—Community Services, from australia to BrazilReinisch, Raffael—Physiotherapist, from austria to nepalReynolds, Byron Lewis—Med Min among Buddhists trainer, from uSa to thailandReynolds, Carol Lavonne—Med Min among Buddhists trnr, from uSa to thailandReynolds, Daniel Lewis—reassign as lay-Hlth Min Wrkr, from uSa to thailandRice, Kaitlin Gabrielle—reassign as 5th Grade teacher, from uSa to DelapRomance, Nathalie—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaRudenko, Natalya Veniaminovna—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaSamoylenko, Svitlana—eSl teacher, from ukraine to BrazilSandoval, Clarissa da Silva—Community Services, from Brazil to BrazilSands, Tiffany Martica—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaSantana, Nevdoyle Elliott Jene—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaSawyer, Kelvin John—reassign as Biomedical tech, from australia to Malawi

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Schumacher, Tabitha Joy—nurse, from uSa to CameroonSilva, Juliane Aline —library asst, from Brazil to South africaSimanton, Pamela Elizabeth—reassign as 3rd Grade tchr, from Canada to YapSingh, Mark George Kulwant—Community Services, from australia to BrazilSinukaban, Beverly—High School english teacher, from Germany to ebeyeSlade, Joel Phillip—Community Services, from australia to BrazilSmall, Kerry Lynn—english teacher, from uSa to ChileSoutullo Campuzano, Noemi—Physiotheraphy teacher, from Spain to MexicoSt Brice, Cointe Warren—Computer teacher, from Bahamas to PohnpeiSt Brice, Shervon Rondell—6th Grade teacher, from Bahamas to PohnpeiStefansson, Jon Hjorleifur—Math teacher, from iceland to egyptSuri, Natasha Kumari—english teacher, from uK to SpainToruno, Kisna—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaTownend, Megan Brooke—Community Services, from australia to Brazil

Trim, Reneze—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaTrindall, Sharon Clare—Community Services, from australia Brazilvan Wyk, Grazania Nerina—reassign as Pre-Kndrgrtn tchr, from So africa to Delapvan Wyk, Solomon Samuel—reassign as Vice Principal, from South africa to DelapWalker, Nicole Antoniette—english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaWaul, Latasha Shanita—reassign as english/religion teacher, from uSa to KoreaWelch, Paul C—obstetrics/Gynecology, from uSa to nepalWilliams, Richard Charles Mackenzie—english/religion tchr, from uSa to KoreaWilson, Kevin Spencer—Bible teacher/Chaplain, from oman to lebanonWonoprabowo, Leanna Kimberly—reassign as eng/rel tchr, from uSa to KoreaYeong, Kaileen Siew Wan—Cna/nurse, from uSa to nicaraguaYhukutwana, Sashai Kholiwe—engl/rel teacher, from South africa to KoreaYoo, Jaihoon—Bicycle Missn to the World Coord, from uSa to KenyaWhite, Graham Bernard—english/religion teacher, from new Zealand to Korea

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Listed are samples of volunteer opportunities available at the time this issue went to press. There are currently hundreds of vol-unteer opportunities available throughout the world, and more become available each day! For the most current information on

these and other volunteer positions, visit us online at: www.adventistvolunteers.org. If you are interested in becoming a volunteer, contact your division volunteer coordinator for more information. Your home division will process your application.

To find your Division Contact from the website, click on “Contact Us.”

australia english and Geography teacher South Pacific Division

Chad relief Physician Bere adventist Hospital

Chile english teacher Chile adventist university

Denmark assistant Dean Danish Jr College

egypt electrical Project Manager nile union academy

Germany admissions office assistant friedensau adventist university

Ghana Medical Doctor akomaa Memorial adventist Hospital

Honduras english teacher adventist educational institution

italy Website Manager/Computer Programmer Casa Mia old People’s Home

nepal General Surgeon Scheer Memorial Hospital

nicaragua english/Computer teacher nicaragua Mission

Peru english teacher Peruvian union university

South Korea elementary english teacher Seohae Sahmyook elementary School

ukraine english language teacher english language Center-Kiev

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