Child: Brock Haley
Child: Emily Haley
Mission Field: Africa
Home Church: Grace Baptist Church
New Castle, Indiana
Missions Agency: Baptist International Missions
Our Missionary for 2 years
April has been an exciting and fruitful month! Our precious church family is growing in the Lord and the building is filling each week with the visitors THEY are bringing in. Last Sunday, Sarudzai, who has only been coming for a short time herself, brought THREE other ladies with her. It’s great to see the first-time visitors blessed by the loving spirit in the church and “glued” to the preaching of the Word. And it is exciting to see the Batswana taking ownership of the church and working hard to reach their family and friends. The past two weeks’ attendance has been in the eighties and in the past month seven adults received Christ as Saviour as well as several children. With the children, we never discount their sincerity, but as many children would “get saved” week after week we are careful to take ample time to really make sure they understand the gospel before they make a profession of faith. I’m oft reminded that fruitful ministry is a result of being faithful through all seasons. There are distinct seasons of preparation and planting; watering and watching; weeding and waiting, then FINALLY the wonder of it all, harvesting the fruit. As we are faithful to the task – CHRIST IS BUILDING HIS CHURCH! Of course, the goal is to have “fruit that remains” and so we are very committed to the ministry of discipleship. Leading someone to Christ is always a joy but the work of discipleship is the enduring and sometimes, exhausting, work of the gospel. Again, we’re thrilled to see the older Christians in the church stepping up and accepting the responsibility to reach and teach their people. Three folks will complete their “Continue” discipleship course this next month and are already engaged in discipling others. Our next BAPTISM SUNDAY is planned for the 27th of May. With a list of more than 15 prospects to counsel with about baptism and over 30 that need to be followed up on to present the gospel it is going to be a full month with four weeks of intensive soul-winning and visitation effort. All of these persons represent those who have recently visited or are regularly attending the church. Each one is a precious soul and another opportunity to see someone saved. Please pray for God to fill us with His Spirit and to empower us both physically and spiritually and that many will be saved and that the new converts will be obedient to believer’s baptism. BUILDING NEED – Please continue to pray for our need of a new location for the church. We’ve made a proposal on a very promising possibility and are waiting to hear back from the owner. For now, we’re ok where we are but that will soon change. SCRIPTURE PROJECT – Please pray about giving towards the estimated $15,000 needed to print New Testaments in the Setswana language. Our goal is to print here in Botswana and we are working through a tedious process of getting permission to use the Setswana translation. Today, I visited a hospital in hopes of witnessing to a dying woman. The room was filled with loved ones representing four different religions including Islam. I don’t think anyone there was a born again Christian. Our visit was cut short but we left behind a New Testament readily received by the family. That New Testament is a lantern in the darkness that lights the way to salvation through Christ. So is every single one you help to provide for as we put them into the very hands of the lost souls living in darkness here in Botswana.
Mike, Cindy & Emily Haley
Dear Family and Friends,
This is not our prayer letter. It will follow in a separate email. Attached here is a Thanksgiving meditation that I wrote from the bush on Thanksgiving morning. It might seem a bit dated by now but internet issues and a busy schedule has made it difficult to send till today. I pray it is a blessing to you.
Here's a funny post script story best read after reading the attached meditation:
I wrote this meditation on Thanksgiving morning. Cindy joined me later that day (Emily was feeling poorly and stayed home) and we had a wonderful dinner that evening. There is no a/c in the bush where we stayed the night but there was electricity so we ran a box fan blowing across the bed to keep the "literal swarm" of mosquitoes away. It was unusually hot and stifling but with the fan we enjoyed a pleasant night of rest...UNTIL! At 2:00 a.m. a resident troop of baboons with two competing males were fighting it out just outside the door of our chalet (very normal in this part of Africa). In the dark I reached over to get my flashlight just to look out the windows and knocked over the fan which made a horrendous noise as the plastic fan blades broke off inside the cage and locked up the motor. With the current blowing over the bed now gone - EVERY demon filled (think I'm exaggerating - read Mark 5: 11-16) mosquito in the room came swarming in for a buffet. I slatheredevery ounce of the insect repellant lotion (totally worthless) provided in the room on myself and retreated under the bedsheets. It was sweltering, I'm sweating profusely, covered in lotion and then the mosquitoes found their way under the sheets. I ran out to a cold shower and then retreated to my pick-up truck parked outside and was relieved when the a/c started forming icicles on the windshield (well almost). Cindy came a few minutes later pecking on the door and wanting in. All was well until she said, "I'm cold turn off the a/c." Well, I try to be a Christlike husband but that was not an option!!! She took the sunshield down from the windshield and used it to block the a/c. Being the hero I am - I ran back into the hut and retrieved a wool blanket from an old musty linen closet. Not long after that I got chilled and ran back in to get a bath towel to use as a blanket. In all the in and out three mosquitoes managed their way into the truck. There's nothing more annoying than the whining sound of a kamikaze mosquito that is zeroing in on you in the middle of the night when you're trying to sleep. Aiming my flashlight on the ceiling of the truck I managed to lure them in to a certain spot and then sent them straight off into their eternal destination. We finally managed to sleep from about 3 a.m. to 5 a.m. and then woke to another glorious morning in Botswana with all the incredible sights and sounds of the bush. All joking aside, we had a precious time of prayer and conversation as we reflected on God's goodness in our lives, marriage, family, and ministry and reflected on what the days ahead will bring. I did not know that my "spiritual retreat" would result in a retreat to the truck to spend the night evading mosquitoes but it's good to look back and laugh at the lighter sides of life. In case you're wondering, this is the stuff we don't usually put in our prayer letters. Ha ha!!
Bro. Mike and Mrs. Cindy