In a southern state of Mexico lies a rugged land full of diversity and contrast. It’s made up of over 157 spoken languages, cultures, and ethnic groups. Many of these groups still do not know Jesus Christ; many have no one to tell them.
Bob Sundberg assessed the situation and gave thousands of hours to the task. He drove to the remote areas, and when he could no longer drive, he walked. Bob ate what he was served, often resulting in food poisoning.
He came from Detroit, also the place I was born, and miraculously has survived three liver transplants. His courage and determination are legendary. He is my modern day hero. Our adopted son Charles Curtis, also came from Oaxaca. We have had the special privilege of working side by side with Bob.
I walked the mountain side and found a little home, where hollyhocks grew by the door. Hollyhocks grew in our backyard in Detroit. I admired the lovely blossoms and was invited into this humble home. I prayed for my precious new friends in a foreign land, in a foreign culture.
Esteban and Yadira (pictured above) also ministered in Oaxaca where there were no known believers. They poured out their lives to establish a church in the remote village of Santa Maria. They now oversee our outreach.
Thank you for your prayers and faithful support of our
missionaries serving in Oaxaca.
By Charla Pereau, Founding Director