I, Caleb, was raised in the mountains of northern Mexico on the outskirts of a small town with my family. They were missionaries to the Tepehuan Indians. As I grew, I learned why my parents were giving the best years of their lives to these people: it was to share the Gospel and plant a church among them. The Tepehuan did not have a Bible in their language to be able to learn about Jesus. They didn’t even have other missionaries or even a believer who could speak their language to tell them about Him. At a young age, the Lord confirmed in me that I would be a missionary as well.
My folks had to leave the work before a functioning church was established. Our desire is to continue the work with the Tepehuan and see a church planted among them.
I, Emily, was born into a farming family in the Walla Walla valley in
Washington. I was raised in the church but did not have a clear
understanding of what “missions” was all about and the need that still exists today until I went to Ecola Bible School where I heard for the first time that there were still 2,000+ distinct people groups who are still waiting to hear the Good News 2,000 years after Christ came, died, and rose again for them. The Holy Spirit gripped my heart with a burden for these people. I was going to be a long-term missionary to one of these people groups. That was back on November 11, 2011 and God has only widened both of our hearts for the lost since then.