Monthly Archives: November 2018

Would you go to prison for sharing the Gospel this Christmas?

Imagine a Burmese pastor handcuffed and beaten and paraded through a muddy Buddhist village. His crime? Sharing the Gospel with the local people at Christmas time.

Myo Chit is a friend of mine and the pastor arrested for sharing the gospel. I’m writing today to share how you can help persecuted pastors like Myo Chit this Christmas. Your gift will give pastors like Myo Chit everything they need to push back the darkness by hosting a powerful Christmas Outreach event program in their village.

Myo Chit’s Story

Myo Chit leads a house church and has helped five others start in his area. Villagers have stoned, shot at, beaten, and spit on Myo Chit more times than you can imagine. Still he shares the gospel and prays. He believes everyone in Myanmar will bend a knee to God and accept Jesus as Savior someday. And he is doing his part. But he needs your help.

He has a beautiful family, including a handicapped son who they must carry everywhere. In spite of all the struggles, Myo Chit always has a warm smile and loves people. He is one of my heroes.

Myo Chit was one of the Burmese believers who gave us the idea of starting Christmas Outreach events. Our family used this method when we lived in Myanmar with great results.

Giving in Honor of Holli

People like you care about seeing people’s lives changed by following Jesus. So I wanted to ask you to be a part of our annual Christmas Outreach Project. Funds from the Holli Lancaster Memorial Mission Fund sponsor it. The fund’s purpose is to equip believers to make disciples and start churches in Myanmar. I know Holli is proud of what we have accomplished so far.

The Christmas Outreach idea is pretty simple. Throw a party for the village and invite everyone to attend. Make bright red Christmas decorations, have some yummy local food, listen to Christian CDs, play games with the kids, and share the Christmas Story. The village kids enjoy dressing up in costumes of the Bible story and acting it out.

End the event by giving every family a gift of food and something fun for the kids. Explain Christians give presents at Christmas because Jesus gave his life as a present to us. The villagers are always touched by this act of love and ask why we do it.

At the end, let everyone know if they have questions about Christianity, please stay for hot Myanmar tea. Many a good conversation on the way to salvation has started this way.

In our experience, more Buddhists come to Christ during December than any other month of the year. That’s why your donation matters. Here’s how you can help. Your gift of $ 50 or more will equip house churches yearning to share the gospel through a Christmas Outreach event.

You can help encourage Myo Chit and twenty-one other pastors like him. You can keep their dream alive. Things are tough in America right now, but miserable in Myanmar. The government spies on Christian families. Local officials make their kids go to Buddhist schools that teach Buddhism. Even more, the average monthly salary is only $60. You read that right, monthly salary.

Christians are poor in Myanmar because their government has sold them down the river. They are often passed over for jobs just because they are Christians. In my experience, the Burmese people are some the hardest working people you’d ever want to meet. You can see why their only hope to have this effective outreach is you.

You’re pushing back the darkness in Myanmar and making a big difference. You’re helping us stand strong in our mission.

Myo Chit will have you to thank – for encouraging and equipping the house churches to see souls come to Jesus. And I thank you for caring so much.

Can We Count on You?

Your gift of $50 or more will give our pastors all they need for the Christmas Outreach project. They’ll receive Bibles, worship CDs, food, decorations, cloth to make home-made costumes, and small gifts for each village family.

Please send your gift by December 1st. Then our pastors will have plenty of time to prepare for their crucial outreach event.

10 Reasons You’re My Hero

Thanksgiving is just a few days away and I was thinking about all the reasons I’m thankful for you this year. Our mission is to encourage, equip, and empower your persecuted brothers and sisters in Myanmar. In so many ways, that’s what you do for us every day. So, here’s my top ten reasons I’m thankful for you in 2018…


  1. You feel connected to the poor and persecuted in Myanmar and are making a difference in their lives. They are not statistics to you, but real, hurting families crushed and oppressed by Satan.
  2. You realize none of us are promised tomorrow and are doing things to help others today. We have a long way to go, but lives are better today because of you.
  3. You are thankful for the blessings you have received in life and know the value of giving to others. Givers-in-life are the most fun people to be around.
  4. You are drawing closer to Jesus each day and have His heart for the nations. Jesus cried over Jerusalem and I know He cries over Myanmar.
  5. You are less interested in buying stuff and more interested in storing up treasure in heaven. Your eternal bank account is going to be huge!
  6. Your heart breaks for the broken-hearted, you feel their pain, and you want to give them hope.
  7. You love the orphan and the widow – the sign of true religion.
  8. You let us share the pain and the triumphs with you because we know you can handle the pain, and we know you give because you look at the triumph you know can happen.
  9. With your help, the mission continues to gain ground and push the darkness back in Myanmar.
  10. Pastors are equipped, orphans are fed, lepers are given hope, and the traumatized are healed because of you.

We all get down from time to time. But I wanted to remind you that you matter and are making a difference in this world. I’m glad God brought us together as partners in this mission. This Thanksgiving, I will be spending time in prayer thanking God for you. Lift up your eyes, our redemption draws nigh!

A Trip to the Hospital

Early one Monday morning in 2004, our housekeeper’s husband knocked on the door and told us the night before she had suffered a heart attack. She was in the government hospital and could we please help. Their ten-year-old son stood behind him with eyes brimming with tears. Most Burmese go to the government hospital because you only pay for your medicine, not the room. We loaded the van and set off for the hospital.

The hospital was an aging cinder block building originally painted white, but now gray with mildew. We walked past several large grimy rooms that looked like the emergency wards you might see in a World War II movie. Patients filled rooms, moaning on rusty iron beds outfitted with plywood and bamboo mats. Fluorescent lights hung from the ceiling with spider-webs, but only one worked. Ceiling fans were still, wings broken and never repaired. Antiquated IVs, catheters, and gauze bandages were common. The room smelled of alcohol, body odor, decaying flowers, and left-over food families brought from home, so the patients could eat. The woman in a corner bed was in a coma.

You could tell that most of the patients thought they were going to die. A group of doctors “made the rounds” stopping by each bed, checking, conferring, prescribing, then moving to the next patient. We waited and watched them visit twenty-five
patients before it was our housekeeper’s turn.

Their diagnosis…she had suffered an asthma attack. Medical education is so poor that many times the Burmese people have no idea what is happening to them. Our housekeeper returned to work a week later fortunate…at least Yangon has hospitals.

The villages of Mon people in Myanmar contain few medical clinics if any at all. Please pray with us about the medical needs of the Mon people. Part of our ministry connects Mon people with volunteer medical teams from the United States. Pray with us that God will raise up a network of doctors and nurses who give their vacation time to minister to the Mon.

We know that hurting children are safe in His arms. May the healing touch of Jesus draw the hearts of the Mon people to the cross of Christ and everlasting salvation.