Heaven’s Family Stories

Every month, Heaven’s Family helps far more people than we could ever highlight in our bi-monthly newsletter. For that reason, this page contains additional photos and stories of some of the “least of these” among our spiritual family whom we’ve recently been blessed to serve.



01 Aug

Seven Bullets, One Resurrection

Not one, or two, but seven. That’s how many bullets ripped through Jonathon Fana’s body as he ran from island police. I listened to Jonathon's story in astonishment as he showed me the bullet holes and the long, jagged scars on his neck and abdomen. How could he have survived such injuries? Yet there he stood in front of me, very much alive. I would soon learn from Jonathon that those seven bullets, far from ending his life, actually played a part in giving him a brand new life.







01 Aug

The Village

Deep in the mountains of central Mexico, an Indian woman has been in labor for a day. Her baby, lodged in her birth canal, has had no detectable heartbeat for many hours, and the mother's life is slipping away from hemorrhaging. A flooded river, normally crossable by a jeep, separates her from the ambulance, called in by radio, which is waiting on the other side. American missionaries Jason and Nicole Fitzpatrick decide to employ a canoe—tied to rope to prevent it from being swept away in the swift current—to transport the mother to the other side in hopes that she can reach the hospital before she dies. They decide to begin with prayer...









20 Jul

Our Myanmar Children

Lal Hlun Thang from Emmanuel Childcare Center in Yangon is all ready for school Once again, I am so blessed by what God is doing among the 50 orphanages that we help each month. In this month’s mini-update, I’ve got reports about children witnessing in […]







19 Jul

One Blessed Bicycle

Pastor John Wanyonyi on his church-planting bicycle from Heaven’s Family “A place where every sort of evil exists….” Those were the words John Wanyonyi, an East African church planter in Kenya, used to describe his village. “Bikeke village is where I come from, and I […]







01 Jul

A Risky Rendevous

I felt as if I were in a spy movie. As I stood at a designated spot in a Chinese city near the border of North Korea, an unmarked vehicle pulled up. I slipped into the back seat, and the driver whisked me away through a maze of streets. When we reached our destination, I was ushered through a dark alley to the back door of a restaurant. Once inside, I was led to a hidden back room. There, Mrs. Joon was waiting for me. She was visibly apprehensive about our dinner meeting, but she knew that she would have to trust someone if her mission was to succeed.





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