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An update to the Staurolite foundation

24 Apr 2017

They say a picture is worth a 1000 words, so here are a few that will hopefully illustrate the work of the Staurolite foundation the last half of 2016 and the beginning of 2017. We covet your prayers as we

Real Mission work

10 Feb 2017

Yesterday we were privileged to go out with our friends and participate in training local “baby” Chris!$t!@ns in how to share the word. When we completed the training we shared a meal and then after a time of talking with

And we are off..

04 Feb 2017

Well today is the day. We head out this morning to begin the journey of almost 28 hours to India. If we could find a tv, and then if we could get the game, we could watch the Super Bowl

Nothing is as Good as it seems & Nothing is as bad as it seems

29 Jan 2017

Let me start with an apology of sorts, maybe an excuse or an explanation… I have been neglectful in meeting my own self imposed standards of posting to this page. And, while I am at, don’t expect it to get

Outdoor activities

01 Dec 2016

We are hip deep in elk hunts for wounded military service men in New Mexico while the staff of the New Hope school in Kolkata is also engaged in outdoor activities.

There is something about being out of doors that

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Once we were on the flight from Doha, Qatar toward the USA I asked each team member to write out their thoughts of this trip. I asked them to write a reflection of the trip in general, how the Lord spoke to them, and what they would do differently in the future. This post is a compilation of reflections of the team members.


Kolkata, the city of extremes…. Bright, kind, beautiful, hopeful, helpful, and strong people surrounded by oppression, darkness, fear, and persecution of Christians. Standing in awe of these Christian people who struggle there every day.

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The most memorable experience was the river baptism. Aside from the 8 new believers who were baptized, there were only 3 of us present. While there were people on the opposite shore of the river, I doubt they had any awareness of this public declaration of faith. I was filled with love & joy as I prayed over the women as they walked up from the river.

Prayer is so powerful and we witnessed the deep need in many places. The ladies on our team prayed over every woman in the church at the N village individually. Our hearts were broken for what breaks theirs. In a single day we spanned all emotions, excitement, apprehension, hesitance, joy, tears, laughter, sadness, gratefulness, and more. God took us deeper into the lives of his children who desire to know Him better and it is an amazing and humbling blessing to be used by Him.

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There was something even more special about coming to India this year for me in that I felt it was coming “home” to friends that we have cultivated over the last few years and being privileged to join them in what God is doing in this place. I continue to be amazed at the resilience of the children in the slums who are being a light in the darkness of the faith of the believers, and of the leaders that are “counting the cost” to spread the Gospel of Jesus Christ. God is raising up these believers to go to their villages and slums, start churches, in their homes, and truly do the ministry of Jesus. The numbers of millions of people here who are still unreached is staggering. It truly has to be God’s work! God continues to use these trips to encourage me in my faith and to challenge me in many areas… and to break my heart for what breaks His. I always have a lot to “digest” spiritually after coming here, but this quote from an Indian pastor’s sermon continues to echo in my heart:

“Look to the cross.

Think of the cross.

Meditate on the cross.

And then go set your affections on the world – if you can.”

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There were so many things the Lord did on this trip it is hard to single out the one thing that spoke to me the most. The way the Lord used each person this trip to minister to the people we encountered was one of many things that God did while we were there. Everyone was truly a servant and we were blessed as were the people we had an opportunity to pray, share, and minister to. It was a tough trip physically, mentally and spiritually, but God was so good. Being in India, especially Calcutta, is like no other place I have ever been. It is overwhelming in almost every way. It seems hopeless from our standpoint. Walking in the streets each day I felt so inadequate about even being there at all. Then the Lord spoke to me and said, “You are not big enough for this situation, but I AM, just keep walking, that is all I am asking of you Just trust ME.”

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My second adventure in India was so very different from the first time. Last year my senses were overloaded! So many sights, sounds, smells. I knew the people were beautiful, but had only met a few. I loved the children. This year, we spent good quality time with many different people, specifically those Americans permanently serving in Kolkata, the New Hope children, and many native Indian individuals serving our Lord who face challenges we can’t even understand. We talked, toured, ate, praised, taught, and prayed with many, many people. My prayer list now has so many individual faces! And that is so cool. I was blessed to be able to spend 12 days with wonderful, caring Texas Christians.

God has deeply enriched and yet challenged us.

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What a day!

We spent day 3 in a village about 2 hours by car from the Baptist Missionary Center. According to our local guides, we were about 30 kilometers from the Bay of Bengal in an area of islands. There were about 200 families in this village with slightly more than half being Christian. We spent the first part of the day – after tea in the house of a local pastor- at the small village Baptist church. Yep, you read it correctly – Baptist. In an age where the political correctness of the USA is motivating many churches to drop the name of Baptist from their church name – these people of a poor mud hut village were proud to call themselves Baptist. And this is in a country where folks are persecuted for their faith – and by persecuted I don’t mean not allowed to be members of the country club or shunned at the donut shop. I mean real danger, personal danger and family having problems in the greater community persecution.


There were a lot of things about this church – and by church I do not mean the small masonry building with incomplete roof and floor in need of repair – I mean the people who meet together for corporate worship and to support each other that are impressive. The first was that about 15 young men who serve as the deacon body met us at the church. When was the last time you saw the deacon body all show up to greet some strangers who were visiting your village. Not only did they greet us, thank us for coming, serve us fresh coconut juice straight from the coconut, but they gathered and prayed together that our visit would be encouraging to the village and people would be drawn to God because of our visit. Then they had a couple of beautiful songs – without accompaniment- songs of praise for the Goodness of God in their lives. Did I mention they were having this praise service in a masonry building that could use some repair or out under a tree in the yard? Yet they were praising God for His Goodness.

Then the entire group plus several more men walked with us all over the village and prayed for people at their homes who had needs. They had needs like sickness, pain, loss of loved one, stiff joints to name a few. Some of the people prayed with were as our guide put it, “.. Just good people in need of encouragement..” What a concept!

After praying with folks for a couple of hours, we gathered at the home of a local pastor for lunch. Now I will confess I really do not like Indian food and this was about as Indian as Indian food can get. But I am also aware of the rules and the rule is you eat what you are offered without complaint or worry. So we asked Gods Blessing on the food and the home and the hands that prepared the food and ate. It was a very good meal, and it was pretty traditional Indian food. What a day!!!

After lunch we gathered at the church for a service. It seems here they can ring the church bell and have church whenever the mood hits them. I guess the mood sure hit them today because WE HAD CHURCH!! What a church service. The building was full of people who we had just seen around the village except now they had on their best clothes. It was obvious to everyone that the lackadaisical approach to a dress code – which in my own option is simply not showing proper respect and honor- that the Churches I have been attending are espousing was not the dress code here. And the singing – man you have never heard such singing. Everyone joined in, full voice, and praising with the men leading from where they sat. And – I know you are not supposed to start a sentence with and, but there are a lot of ands here- everyone brought an offering. All participated with their tithes and offerings. Yes the men of this church body fully understand their role as leaders and responsible parties and they embrace their role.

We had a couple of folks from our team share their testimony and a short message, then we got down to real faith based Christianity. An altar call was given for any nonbelievers. Before anyone really had a chance to respond, our team was directed to the front of the church to pray with anyone who wanted prayer. We were told they would come to the front and man did they come to the front. We split up, men of our team on one side and women on the other. We prayed in groups of two, groups of three, singles, for healing, for families, for pain, for student’s exams, for sick children, for families that suffered loss, we prayed. And not a person in the room did not not expect to have their prayers answered by a gracious Heavenly Father. We prayed for a while, one of our lady team members said every woman came up for prayer. I saw two men that did not come forward for prayer. Pretty much the whole church membership came forward to ask and believe that God would intervene in their personal life.

What made this even greater is this day was the Hindu Holi festival or as it is called on college campuses across the USA, the festival of colors. It is a national holiday and there was hardly anyone working anywhere we went today. But we had a church house full of committed Christians praying, singing praise, listening to testimony, and worshipping. And- here I go with the ands again-the village did not know we were coming until that very day. This was not a planned celebration, but a spontaneous gathering of Christians – who filled the church. What a day!

I have heard it said and likely I have said it that the church is stronger where there is persecution. We have grown soft in the USA. Things are too easy. We complain about nothing – and by we I mean me – if it hits you as well so be it. Maybe Mark of Freeset, Steve of Oakwood, and Helmut of Prem Dan are right and we do come on mission for what God can accomplish in us. I know I got a lesson in what church is supposed to look like today. Fortunately for me I had seen this same ideal of a church service as a boy in rural west Texas. But what about the folks that have never seen what church should look like. It is time for a revival, a return, a renewal of what a simple Spirit-filled church service should look, feel, and taste like. And the only folks who can make it happen are the regular folks like you and me, not the folks my friend Mike calls “ professional Christians,” just you and me – regular church going, Bible believing, followers of Christ. I am not letting the professional Christians off the hook, the example for dress and tithe was set by the young pastor- who by the way lived in this village but pastured in another. He was in his finest dress and placed his offering in the bag with no show or fan fare just a matter of fact reflection of his normal practice.

So I challenge all of us to get real in our worship, act like we really believe what we say we believe, and get about the business of the church which should be first and foremost to praise and worship the Lord and second to equip the Saints in serving their own personal call on their life. I know a guy who wrote a book titled “ It’s all about Leadership” What I saw this day was the leaders leading with no apology for the standard they set.

Be Purposeful,


For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases Him. Phil 2:13

For we are Gods masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the Good things He has planned for us long ago. Eph 2:10


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A Thankful Heart

Hello, I am  Priyanka  , I am 8years of old. I have  on elder Sister. I  Lost my Father.

My mother is a Labour. She earn for us.

We live in a tiny house in our Slum village. My mother wanted to send me  to school  ,but could not find  a school. My mother was telling me  to be a maid servant  and earn money for our livelihood. I wanted to read .

One Day New Hope Schoolteacher  found me on our village street and asked me ,whether I go to any school or not .I replied no, they  brought me to New Hope School.

This is a very good school. I love our school very much. Our Teachers love us very much. We eat many good, testy snacks  in our school.

I am learning many Christian song, prayer and  many things about Jesus Christ. I pray and pray for my mother.

I want to be a Doctor in future. Thank you for your prayer .

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Thank you pic

The other morning I reached over to unplug my phone, which was laying on the shelf of the second floor. The second floor is where my wife and I sleep and it is open to the floor below. So, I am standing on the stairs as I grab the phone, likely late to wherever I was headed. I lightly grasped the phone and as I slid it off the shelf I realized it was still plugged in. The plug in held it just well enough that it slipped out of my hand, but the phone had momentum from my pulling and slid off the shelf and all the way to the tile floor – 10 feet below. Yep, screen was shattered.

Now I do not know about you, but I am way dependent upon my phone. It has way too much information that I need often, particularly contact info for a variety of people. And, even though I am not twenty something, I text like I am. We were in a rural area and access to a replacement phone was not simple. I contemplated ordering a replacement screen, but probably above my technical abilities and the phone was older and not functioning well anyway. So, I pulled out an old flip phone, or as one friend called it “a 1920’s model flip phone.” If you texted me during the 3 weeks I was carrying the flip phone, you did not get a text reply. I simply had all calls forwarded to the flip and would check the other one nightly for texts. I could read who sent it but opening the text was difficult and responding almost impossible. So, text messages got a call reply. Actually much better, I enjoyed talking to folks, but it does take more time.

Toward the end of this period of difficulty, I write with tongue in check, I was complaining. My son looks at me and says, “first world problem.” Now I have been to India 3 times on mission trips. We started a not for profit corporation that supports the school in the picture above which is located in a slum in India, so I have seen 3rd world. Every time I return from India for a while after I get back for some reason I am amazed to open my refrigerator and find fresh milk. I am not sure why milk in a refrigerator is the one sure object that signifys I am home, but it does for me. So, I am well aware of the difference in 3rd world problems.

I notice that most of the things that frustrate me are “1st world problems”. My life is great. I have a comfortable bed to sleep in. I have milk in the refrigerator and if not I can have a new gallon in 15 minutes and did not have to chase down a cow or a goat and milk it. I have access to over the counter medicine to resolve most all my sniffly problems. I can sleep in my comfortable bed with little or no fear of danger during the night. I have air conditioning in the summer and central heat in winter. I have not built a fire to cook on or heat over except on vacation – ever.   My problems are 1st world problems. And yet I am not thankful.

Let me encourage you as you go about enjoying Thanksgiving with your family –  judge your problems. Are they 1st world problems such as stuck in traffic in an air conditioned car listening to satellite radio, or are they real problems like 60% of the children in the Udayan Polly slum area of New Town Kolkata, India who are not receiving any education.

Color me Thankful,



If you are interested, you can get involved in making a difference in the world and solving some 3rd world problems through the Staurolite Foundation. The Staurolite Foundation exists to bring the light of the world to assist individuals and communities through services and funding with their life sustaining and eternal needs sharing the Light of the world and making a difference in the world one person at a time. All donations to the Staurolite Foundation go to the projects, there are no paid staff.

Don’t be selfish; don’t try to impress others. Be humble, thinking of others as better than yourselves. Don’t look out only for your own interests, but take an interest in others, too. – Philippians 2:3-4 NLT

For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago. – Ephesians 2:10 NLT

For God is working in you, giving you the desire and the power to do what pleases him. – Philippians 2:13 NLT

Cowboy Logic: Everybody wants to change the world, but nobody wants to change themselves.

Cowboy Logic: “It’s mighty hard to do what your neighbors ain’t doin’.

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Proudly Proclaiming Christ

Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus. 1 Th 5:18

We celebrate Thanksgiving this week in the US. Maybe you are not exactly looking forward to the day of Thanksgiving. I know there have been times in my life when I was not due to circumstances. I heard a great sermon this morning on thankfulness. It is easy to be thankful when things are going well, when we are not stressed, when we have time in our lives, money in the bank, and are enjoying and anticipating the joy of fellowship with family and friends. It is much more difficult to be thankful in all circumstances. I must confess, I am not very good at being thankful in all circumstances. I do not enjoy the adverse times enough. I enjoy working hard and exercising. I enjoy pushing my 55+ year old body. But for some reason, I have never enjoyed the difficult circumstances – I tend toward the “Why me?” response. The pastor had a great acrostic for THANKS;

T = thank God for my things – We should be thankful for what God has given us. We should not be coveting what others have.

H = helpers – thank God for the people He has put in my life to help me along.

A = adversity – appreciate adversity for we know that Matthew 5 tells us we are Blessed when we have adversity

N = now – be thankful for the here and now, where God has placed us and the work He has given us, our current place in life

K = kids – children are great and are to be enjoyed

S = Salvation – be thankful for Christ Jesus death on the cross for our salvation and for God’s sovereignity God is at work in your life and in my life. I am thankful for God’s provision and soverignity.

I am thankful for folks like the ones pictured above – who in very humble circumstances are thankful and recognize Christ as the source of their hope. And I am thankful for the sacrifice of those pictured below – who represent so many who have sacrificed on my behalf.

Blessed Thanksgiving to you all,


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Abhisekh Sardar

Hello. I am AbisekhSardar. I am 6 years old. My Father is a Daily  labor. My Mother is a maid servant. I am studying  in KG class. I have  learned  many  things.  I had no chance to go to a  school. I found New Hope School .This school is very good. I want to be a doctor.  I will treat  poor and oppressed people. I will make a good  house for my  parent. I have a dream ,when I will get job, then  I will not allow my parent to work . They  work very heard to earn money ,so that   we all will eat well. When  I like to play cricket. pray for me and my Family.

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We are in New Mexico working hard on elk hunts for Wounded Soldiers, ok this is not really hard work. The Good Lord has Blessed our efforts and many new contacts are coming forward with offers to help with hunts and with expanding to include retreats for Pastors and Missionaries as well as summer camping trips for Gold Star families. We have preliminary confirmation of 2 elk hunts for the fall of 2014. One is for 4 hunters on a cow elk hunt in early January and one for 2 or possibly 3 hunters on a cow elk hunt in early November. Both of these are private land hunts. We have several other potential offers of other private land hunts and sorting through them to see what will work with the number of available hunters.

The work of the Starfish project continues. Please see the story of Mandira Shakari below;Mandira ShikariHi, I am Mandira. aged about 8yr old. I live with my mother. My father is in jail. My mother is a maid servant. I have another sister. I did not want to go to school. One day our School teachers came to our house and asked about me and talked to my mother to send me to school.I  go to school. Learning many things. Love to draw. Learning  English  was a dream for me. I want to  be a work in a office. I will letter to my father .I am learning  about Jesus Christ.

Please be in prayer for the ministries of the Staurolite Foundation and how the Good Lord Jesus Christ will have us grow. Thank you for your support, mike

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If you are looking for some deep, profound, theological message to go with the title, ” The Lord provides” you are probably not going to find it here. We ran out of money. Not enough cash to pay all the bills, and we still have 3 days & a taxi ride to the airport. Getting cash in India was is not easy. They don’t take VISA. You get the idea. Now I was not sweating it, just trying to figure out a solution that did not involve our team washing airplanes for a ride….


i was talking to the company man last night and told him we would would need cash. He said he had just cashed some 60,000 rupees and I could use them. I told him great when we get back I will put the money back in your account. We had sent money ahead as we always do for the company folks to get exchanged and have for ground expenses, but apparently not enough. The company man, whose name is purposefully left out to hopefully avoid some persecution, says, ” no you don’t understand. I only gave you half your money up front. This is yours.”

God had already provided, what a deal. I am honored to provide comic relief to my friends, family, & the Good Lord Jesus who has planned for every event of my life.

The folks who live in this one room 10’X10′ upscale slum home know that their God provides. Upscale slum has masonry walls, maybe a floor, common toilet, residences are joined. People are packed. There is a LOT of noise. No sun. Plenty of filth. These folks opened their home to us & 30 or so children for a few minutes of Praise & Worship. The 3 young people who are “Faith Alive” are showing their faith in this place. Their ministry is twice a week coming into this downtown slum and teaching children about Jesus – who provides. After the singing there were a parade of folks who became by to be prayed over. One of our team said, ” as I prayed, I just hoped I had the faith of the folks asking for prayer.” Me too!

I have been to a lot of wild events, more than afew revivals, witnessed a faith healing. Had a guy I bought bulls from who cast demons out. But I gotta tell you, I have never seen faith like those folks. They expected their children & themselves to be healed.

Keep us in your prayers, no telling what the next few days will bring. It does appear we will not have to wash airplanes to get home In case you wondering,

Blessings, mike


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The team spent the last two days with the children of the New Hope school. The New Hope school’s purpose is to bring New Hope to he residents of this slum area near Kolkata through Jesus Christ and thorough education. half of the women and all of the men on the team worked directly with the Teaching them basic math skills and practicing their English. The team also had a craft activity, told bible stories, sang songs, and mostly exhibited the love of Jesus by their in person with these children. The other half of the women went out in the slum door to door with a teacher meeting women of the slum, praying with them, and showing love through their presence. Often folks say you cannot make a difference on a week long mission trip, well they have not seen the light in these children’s eyes by having American guests sit on the floor to teach them, or go into a slum hut to visit a resident.


Today the team w volunteered at Prem Dan. Prem Dan is one of the missionary’s of Charity, started by Mother Teresa, homes for the destitute and dying. Pictures are forbidden inside these homes for the untouchables of Kolkata. This team represented Christ through touching, feeding, cleaning, and loving on the lowest caste of this society.

Idol worship is alive and practiced openly in this oppressive culture. This team of folks brought a ray of late to the citizens of this city through their loving presence. The team truly is making a difference in the world through their action. Please be in prayer for the team habit is Friday afternoon here halfway around the world from home and they rest for another visit to a different slum this evening where they will again represent Christ through their presence. Time is the most valuable gift we can give and it  shows love like no other gift.

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The Starfish Project

The New Hope School was started and is supported by Pastor Rudra Singh of the New Hope Church in Kolkata, India. Pastor Rudra began his ministry there in Kolkata after realizing that he had new hope in Jesus Christ.

The Starfish Project is a project of the Staurolite Foundation. The Staurolite Foundation was founded by Mike and Cheryl Smith, with the help of the folks at Powell & Leon,LLP, after a February 2012 mission trip to Kolkata, India. Mike was privileged to participate in this with Oakwood Baptist Church in New Braunfels, TX. The purpose of the Starfish Project is to support the New Hope School which is located in a slum area called Udayan Polly on the outskirts of Kolkata.

The New Hope School is providing hope for children who previously have had no vision of the possibilities that Jesus Christ offers them nor of any hope of living beyond the slum where their family resides. There are many success stories in the short existence of the New Hope School. Two stories of transformation are below.


Debasis and Subasis are two boys aged about 10and 11 who attend the New Hope School.

Their mother lives with 4children. When their father found his wife had seizures , he left their mother . Their mother can not do any work and is dependent open her own  mother . Debasis and Subasis have two sisters also. Debesis and  Subasis were scrap gatherers. They collect empty beer bottles, drink left over beer and sell the bottles and get a little money to survive.

Rudra and his church members met with them in 2008. They encouraged them to come to the New Hope school. The boys did not know even what a school is. They began to come to school, began to learn the English alphabet, rhymes and many more things. They left their old work as scrap gatherers and concentrated upon their study. Transformation began.  They were using slang language,  slowly they reduced it. They had no hope. No ambition of their life. The New Hope School gave them a new vision and new ways to think differently, to create hope in their hopeless life. They began to learn about Jesus Christ, learned  how to pray in Jesus name.  They became seekers of Jesus Christ. Before they sang other songs, to Hindu god, now they sing “This is the Day”, Father Abraham had many more Christian songs. Now they are doing very well in their studys as well as other activities. Before they came to the  New Hope School ,they did not know how to think beyond their own current situation in the slum, but now Debasis want to become a police Inspector and Subasis wants to be a business man. This is a real transformation.

Nita and gita are two girls about 13 years old. They, like all the others in this area are extremely underprivileged and have no hope of a better life and no knowledge of Jesus. The girls have been a part of the school since its beginning in the later part of 2008. They have received teaching  and personal care for the volunteer teachers, Mita, Raju, and Santu. The teachers have seen transformation happen with these two girls. They no longer want to worship idols, nor do they wan to cheat others and tell lies, which are common character practices of those in the Udayan Polly slum village. In January, Saraswati Idols, the goddess of knowledge, were being worshiped by the villagers. Nita and Gita’s family participated in this festival. During this festival on a certain day all are expected to fast and wait until a fixed time, set by the priest before breaking the fast. When the time arrives, again as set by the priest, all are expected to throw flowers on the idol and put fruits before the idol, then ask for blessings from the idol. Nita and Gita’s parents gave them money to buy fruits and flowers for the idol. They knew that Nita and Gita were participating in the fast. The girls left their house with money and went to a restaurant to get some food and fill their stomachs, then came back to the idol festival location. Standing before the idol with empty hands, no fruit nor flowers, they asked forgiveness to Jesus. “Lord Jesus, please forgive us. If we will not stand in front of this idol then we will get a beating from our father.” The very next day when they came to the New Hope school they shared these things with Mita, the headmistress and asked to offer a prayer of forgiveness to Jesus.

Now you can praise God with Rudra, Mita, Raju and Santu, for the conviction they have! They have been taught and obviously learned that idol worship is a sin. This is a small step toward transformation that we can all rejoice. We will all be able to rejoice when we see total transformation through the power of God.

These two stories came from Pastor Rudra, I have made minimal changes for language issues. Pastor Rudra ended the note with these words, “Together we can; Together we will. Amen”



The school as it exists today in no way resembles any school in the United States. Yet, these people and this school are making a huge difference in the lives of children. The New Hope School is approximately 40 feet by 25 feet constructed out of masonry walls with a pole roof. This past year they have been able to add a concrete floor, after 4 years of working on tarp covered dirt. The inside walls are painted with murals of animals to brighten the atmosphere. There are estimated to be 900 children who reside in this particular slum, less than 100 are currently having their eyes opened to a new vision for their lives. This new vision is introducing them to Jesus Christ and to the possibilities of a future with an education.

The children now wear uniforms, sewn by ladies of the Udayan Polly slum, in sewing classes taught a couple of times a week in the school building. It seems in India, if you do not have a uniform, then you are attending a real school. The children have some curriculum materials, previously their only “books” were handwritten by the teachers in small notebooks. The teachers are being paid a minimal salary monthly for their work. The teachers have received assistance with transportation issues to get to and from school. A motor scooter and a couple of bikes for the teachers, the uniforms, the curriculum materials, and the material for the uniforms have been provided by the Staurolite Foundation.


While I am confident there are many more such schools across the globe who are in need of assistance, this is the one the Good Lord has lead me support. I am writing to enlist your support.


In the words of Pastor Rudra, “Thank you so much for your prayer support. Because of your prayer support we could achieve this goal. We have a long way to walk and many things to achieve. Our hands are feeble but God’s hand is Able. Amen.”     


Please be in prayer of how you can help.  We need to raise $50,000 to purchase land to build a permanent school. A permanent school will have the opportunity to give more children in the Udayan Polly slum area New Hope. The school will be used for church services and activities.

And while we know, the hope we have in Jesus Christ is not due to any work of ours, I will end with the words of Pastor Ray Still, “ …it can’t hurt any when you show up at heaven if there is a little child from a slum in India, holding Peter’s hand who says, “yes I know them, they helped me.”




Michael T. Smith


Ephesians 2:10 For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.

Micah 6:8 He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?


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