Saturday, September 19, 2009


Grace Mazira.

Grace reminds me of Amy Carmichael. She is mother, friend, and confidant to every person she meets.

Grace met Ngao when she was attending YWAM's Discipleship Training School (DTS). She was a student. He was an teacher. They weren't supposed to fall in love. But they did, anyway. And she has followed him, and supported him, and worked alongside of him through thick and thin.

Eighteens years of service in YWAM. Raising a young family in a border town between Kenya and Sudan, falling asleep night after night to the sound of gunfire outside her window.

She gives her heart to every single place that she has ministered, and, consequently, experiences the pain of leaving home and adopted family every place that she leaves.

She was in a plane crash, once, and survived, only to get right back on another plane later that day because someone had a need.

She worships with her whole heart. She trusts, even when she cannot understand. She loves Jesus more than life itself. And she is one of my heroes.

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