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The Basilica We Are Building

Posted: August 15, 2025 by Patrice Miles in C.A.R.E. Africa, Child Sponsorship, Egbe Nigeria, Empowerment, Miles In Missions, Nigeria, Orphans, Patrice Miles, People of Egbe, Prayer, Sponsorship
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Years ago, my family and I were blessed with the opportunity to travel to Italy. One of the most awe-inspiring experiences of that trip was standing inside St. Peter’s Basilica. As I wandered through its vast, intricate beauty, I found myself captivated not just by the architecture, but by the story behind it. The dream that brought it into being.

Who were the people who dreamed this into existence? Who envisioned something so grand, so detailed, and so enduring, centuries ago? Who were the ones who labored to bring it to life without the technology or equipment we so often take for granted?

St. Peter’s Basilica took over 120 years to build. Generations of artisans and laborers worked on something they would never live to see completed. Imagine being a stonecutter or carpenter, spending your entire life working on a project you knew you’d never fully witness. Yet still, you show up, day after day, faithful to a vision passed down from dreamers.

A basilica like this stands as a testament to the very best of us. Our creativity, devotion, craftsmanship, patience, and perseverance. But more than that, it’s a testimony to the power of a dream and the people who believe in it. For every cornerstone laid, there was a dreamer behind it.

Someone imagined the sanctuary. Someone else found the stone. Another drew the first sketches. And then a multitude of hands joined in hauling, carving, sewing, raising money, and pounding nails, carrying the dream forward.

Most of them probably didn’t see themselves as anything extraordinary. They might have simply said, “I’m just a blacksmith,” or “I’m only a seamstress.” But if you asked God, I suspect He’d call them dreamers and builders of sacred things.

It makes me wonder: How many teachers, nurses, parents, farmers, or small business owners are doing the very work of Christ without realizing it? We don’t often think of our daily work, our spreadsheets, our caregiving, our meal prep, our customer service as sacred. Yet Scripture reminds us otherwise.

In a letter to the Ephesians, the apostle Paul described a spiritual dwelling being built among us, a great temple. A living basilica. Not one of stone and mortar, but of people. Of us. A basilica of the dreamer.

We don’t talk much about building basilicas anymore. Maybe we should.

We live in a society that often measures work by the American dream: job titles, salaries, promotions, possessions. But the dream of the Basilica, the one God calls us to be part of, isn’t about accumulating wealth or prestige. It’s about offering our gifts, our work, our sweat, and our presence toward something bigger than ourselves.

Whether you are a plumber or a poet, a board member or a baker, your role matters. Your work matters. What’s required is not a perfect résumé or a five year plan, but a willingness to dream and to believe that your dream is a stone in the basilica being built.

That’s how I often feel about my work with C.A.R.E. Africa. The seeds being planted today in the hearts and minds of children, caregivers, and communities in Nigeria are part of a sacred, generational vision. Most days, I don’t get to see the fruit.

I don’t know which child will grow up to lead with integrity or which caregiver will break cycles of poverty or trauma. And I may never see the full harvest in my lifetime. But I believe we are placing stones in a basilica we cannot yet fully imagine.

And if you’ve ever donated to C.A.R.E. or prayed for the children and staff, know this: you are a dreamer and a builder too. You may never meet the student who learned to read because of your support. You may never hear the prayer whispered by a mother with a full belly. But your faithfulness, your prayers, and your generosity are part of something sacred. You are helping build a living basilica, one life at a time.

William Faulkner once wrote, “You can’t eat for eight hours a day nor drink for eight hours a day nor make love for eight hours a day. All you can do for eight hours a day is work.” So if we must work, let us work with joy. Let us offer our hours not to the idols of success or status, but to the dream God is unfolding among us.

Maybe the basilica you’re building is a home, a school, a community, a small business, or a safe space for someone who’s hurting. Maybe it’s a line of code, a meal delivered, or a hand held in silence. Whatever it is, do it for the dreamer.

And if you don’t live to see it completed, you’re in good company.
The grandest basilica I’ve ever seen is still under construction. Not one of stone and mortar, but of God’s kingdom, rising in unseen places through ordinary people.

At St. John the Divine in New York City, there’s a quote carved into the stone at the base of the cathedral’s Poet’s Corner:

“Thy will be done in art as it is in heaven.”

To that I say, Amen.
Amen in plumbing and parenting.
In spreadsheets and sermons.
In counseling and cleaning.
In teaching, feeding, and sponsoring.
In everything we do, may we place our stone in the long awaited basilica.

The work is in front of us. Let’s keep building.

The Enneagram: Can it be a Tool to Transform and Heal Relationships?

Posted: January 1, 2025 by Patrice Miles in Coaching, Miles In Missions, Patrice Miles, Prayer
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Thomas Merton once wrote, “The beginning of love is the will to let those we love be perfectly themselves, the resolution not to twist them to fit our own image.” This quote encapsulates the heart of why tools like the Enneagram matter—not just for understanding ourselves but for extending empathy, grace, and mercy to others.

When I first encountered the Enneagram, I was skeptical. Another personality test? I feel like an expert when it comes to the DISC and even teach classes on it……What more did I need? At first glance, it felt like another way to categorize myself: an “8 with a 7 wing” to tuck neatly into my bio alongside my favorite color and what I do for a living. It wasn’t until I began to dig deeper, guided by The Road Back to You by Ian Morgan Cron and Suzanne Stabile, that I realized the Enneagram wasn’t just a tool for self-awareness—it was a map to better understand the people around me.

The Beauty of Diversity in Personality

The Enneagram reveals the motivations behind our actions, breaking us into nine unique types, each with its own core desires and fears:

1. The Reformer: Driven by a need for things to be right.

2. The Helper: Motivated by love and the need to care for others.

3. The Achiever: Seeking admiration through success.

4. The Individualist: Longing for uniqueness and authenticity.

5. The Investigator: Fueled by a desire to learn and understand.

6. The Loyalist: Focused on security and solving problems.

7. The Enthusiast: Seeking joy and avoiding pain.

8. The Challenger: Advocating for strength and control.

9. The Peacemaker: Craving harmony and avoiding conflict.

Each type is a beautiful reflection of the way God uniquely designed us. It’s easy to look at someone’s behavior and think, “Why would they do that?” But when we understand their Enneagram type—or any aspect of their personality—it becomes easier to see the world from their perspective and offer them the grace they deserve.

Grace Begins with Understanding

How often do we hold unrealistic expectations of people simply because we don’t understand them? For example, my husband is an introvert. If I didn’t understand this, I might expect him to be the life of the party or love hanging out with a crowd of friends. That expectation, unmet again and again, could easily lead to frustration, disappointment, and even bitterness.

But when I understand how God wired him, my perspective shifts. It’s not that he doesn’t care about me or my friends—it’s that social situations drain him in ways they don’t drain me. And while understanding his introversion is helpful, reading about the Enneagram Six gave me an even deeper insight into the man I’ve been married to for 23 years. His core desire for security, his loyalty, and his knack for anticipating potential problems made sense in a way they never had before. This knowledge deepened my respect for how he approaches life and allowed me to love him better.

Relationships in Today’s World

Today, I hear about so many relationships—spouses, family, and friends—constantly on the verge of breaking up. It’s heartbreaking to witness the hurtful things that have been said or done, with everyone so quick to throw in the towel. Cutting people off seems to have become the go-to solution, as if avoiding the issue is easier than working through it. Everyone feels justified in defending their own perspective but rarely considers the other person’s.

But when we pause to consider the other person, we begin to see that their childhood upbringing and life experiences up to this point have deeply shaped who they are. This is something I love about the Enneagram and The Road Back to You—it encourages us to examine not just the “what” of our personalities but the “why.” Everyone is going through something or has gone through something. We’re all carrying wounds, fears, and insecurities that inform how we respond to the world around us.

No, we are not their God, and they shouldn’t look to us to solve their issues or be their everything. But in the same way, we cannot look to others to satisfy all of our needs. That role belongs to God, not to any person in our lives. When we take that pressure off the people around us and shift our expectations to align with how God uniquely designed them, we create space for love and understanding to flourish. This is how Jesus walked the earth—meeting people exactly where they were, loving them as they were. And something incredible happened: through His love, they began to believe in themselves and blossomed into the extraordinary individuals God had always designed them to be.

Our way, our thoughts, our actions—they might feel right for us because they align with how we’re made, but they’re not always right for someone else. Instead of forcing others to fit into our mold, what if we started loving them for the way God uniquely made them? What if, by showing that love and grace, they began to believe in themselves and in their God-given worth?

The Enneagram as a Tool for Empathy

The more we embrace the uniqueness of others, the more we can offer grace when they don’t meet our expectations. Instead of asking, “Why can’t they just…?” we begin to ask, “How can I better support them in being who they are?”

This is where tools like the Enneagram are transformative. They help us peel back the layers to see the core motivations of the people around us. That coworker who seems overly critical? Maybe they’re a Perfectionist (One) who feels deeply responsible for making things right. That friend who flakes on plans? They might be an Enthusiast (Seven), easily distracted by new opportunities. Instead of frustration, we can respond with understanding—and set healthier, more realistic expectations.

A Prayer of Blessing

The Enneagram journey begins and ends with seeing ourselves—and others—as God sees us. The prayer from The Road Back to You beautifully sums this up:

May you recognize in your life the presence, power, and light of your soul. May you realize that you are never alone, that your soul in its brightness and belonging connects you intimately with the rhythm of the universe. May you have respect for your individuality and difference. May you realize that the shape of your soul is unique, that you have a special destiny here, that behind the facade of your life there is something beautiful and eternal happening. May you learn to see yourself with the same delight, pride, and expectation with which God sees you in every moment.

When we understand ourselves and others, we open the door to deeper relationships. We replace frustration with empathy, expectations with acceptance, and bitterness with grace. The Enneagram isn’t just a tool for categorizing personality—it’s a pathway to love others as they were beautifully and intentionally made.

A Million Little Miracles

Posted: December 4, 2024 by Patrice Miles in Patrice Miles, Prayer
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A Million Little Miracles: Rediscovering Wonder in Everyday Life

We tend to think of miracles as exceptions to the rules. They are, indeed, the extraordinary events that defy the laws of nature. But as Mark Batterson reminded me in A Million Little Miracles, the laws of nature themselves are profoundly miraculous. G.K. Chesterton once said, “We should always endeavor to wonder at the permanent thing, not the mere exception.” He urged us to be startled by the sun, not just the eclipse. After all, as Chesterton observed, “God is like the sun. You cannot look at it, but without it, you cannot look at anything.”

The Miraculous in the Mundane

There’s a fine line between the mundane and the miraculous. If you see the miraculous as mundane, life becomes a bore. But if you learn to discern the miraculous in the mundane, welcome to Wonderland! Batterson challenges us to maintain a “holy curiosity” about the Creator and His creation. He reminds us that “nothing is as simple as it seems; everything is more miraculous than we can imagine.”

Have you ever experienced a miracle? Batterson argues that you have—you’ve simply stopped noticing. “There are only two ways to live your life,” said Einstein: “One, as if nothing is a miracle. The other, as if everything is.” Which way are you living?

Too often, we stop noticing the sunrise and sunset as something spectacular. We become numb to the simple pleasures of life. We lose our childlike sense of wonder. Batterson’s words serve as a wake-up call: miracles are happening all around us, all the time. Even the breath you just took is a miracle—a truth that resonates deeply for me, especially as I think of my uncle Kelvin, currently in the hospital on oxygen, struggling for every breath. The ability to breathe freely is something we should never take for granted.

A Divine Wake-Up Call

Batterson reflects on the story of Abraham and Sarah, who spent 20 years enduring frustration and heartache. God had promised to make Abraham into a great nation, but Sarah couldn’t get pregnant. By the time Abraham was 100 years old and Sarah was 90, the promise seemed impossible. But God.

When God spoke to Abraham, He said, “Do not be afraid, Abraham. I am your shield, your very great reward.” Yet Abraham’s response reflected his negativity bias: “Sovereign Lord, what can you give me, since I remain childless?” Abraham’s fixation on what hadn’t happened blinded him to what God had already done. This tendency to focus on the unmet desires rather than the fulfilled blessings is a common human flaw.

So what does God do? He invites Abraham to take a two foot field trip outside his tent. Inside, Abraham was staring at an 8-foot ceiling, his perspective limited. But when he stepped outside, God told him to look up at the sky and count the stars if he could. “That’s how many descendants you will have,” God promised.

The difference between Abraham’s tent and the night sky was profound. Batterson draws a powerful lesson: “Quit putting an 8-foot ceiling on what God can do. Quit putting a man-made ceiling on His sovereignty.” It’s never too little, and it’s never too late. Sometimes, all it takes is a two-foot field trip outside—to look up and count the stars.

Rediscovering the Miraculous

Batterson’s A Million Little Miracles is an invitation to step outside ourselves and rediscover the wonder and miracles all around us. From the breath we take to the sunrise we’ve stopped noticing, every moment is an opportunity to marvel at God’s handiwork.

So, how do we discover the millions of mysteries and miracles hiding in plain sight? Start by recognizing life for what it is: a miracle from start to finish. Take a two-foot field trip outside. Look up. Count the stars. And never lose your childlike sense of wonder. As Batterson so beautifully reminds us, “Miracles are happening all around us, all the time.” Are you ready to see them?

Skidding Into Home

Posted: November 2, 2024 by Patrice Miles in C.A.R.E. Africa, Miles In Missions, Nigeria, Patrice Miles, Prayer
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“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well-preserved body but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, ‘Wow! What a ride!’” — Hunter S. Thompson

This quote has been my rallying cry over the years, inspiring me to embrace a full and intentional life, even when it has meant sacrificing comfort or certainty. This perspective, especially in light of our time in Nigeria, has been both a compass and a challenge.

I imagine life as a baseball game. Each base you approach is a new challenge, and each one demands courage to reach. But you don’t get to walk the bases. You have to run, slide, or sometimes crash into them. The journey isn’t smooth; you don’t arrive at home plate unscathed. The obstacles on the way, the hard slides, and the unexpected stumbles shape you as you go. And in this picture, I see the challenges of building something meaningful for the Kingdom—of making sure our lives leave a mark.

This baseball metaphor, though simple, has a powerful truth. In baseball, you rely on the person at bat to determine your speed. Sometimes, in life, we find ourselves shaped by circumstances and the actions of others, and we react—adjusting our stride, slowing down, speeding up or getting taken out of the game completely depending on how they hit the ball. We don’t always know if we’ll make it to the next base, but we’re called to run with purpose, knowing that each bruised moment strengthens us.

In my work with C.A.R.E. Africa I’ve seen so many children who have had to “run” despite circumstances that would leave most of us on the sidelines. They come to Foundations Academy Egbe not only for education but to learn about the hope and love of the Lord. Their resilience is humbling and reminds me that, like them, we are all part of a much larger story, one that requires running even when we feel worn out.

I recently read that Satan only attacks those who are a threat to his plans. This reminded me of something I believed fiercely in my 20s and 30s—that if I was being challenged, I was in a place of significance. In those years, I woke up hearing “Be the kind of woman who, when your feet hit the floor each morning, the devil says, ‘Oh no! She’s up’. But in my 40s, I feel the weariness. The thrill of sliding into bases has given way to the desire for peace. Sometimes I wonder if it’s okay to want to simply walk the bases, to not feel the bruises and scars of the race.

But as I reflect on this life and my calling, I know there is strength in those scars. I may be tired, but the mission God has placed on my heart remains unchanged. In Nigeria, as in every step of this journey, I am reminded that true fulfillment comes when we give everything to God’s purpose, even when it requires more than we feel we have to give.

So, do we slide into home base, worn out and battle-scarred, or does God offer us another path? Perhaps the answer lies not in how we arrive but in why we keep running. I hope my life, with its bruises and bumps, will reflect a journey not of exhaustion but of devotion—a life poured out, not for my glory, but for His.

Grieving What Was, Embracing What Will Be

Posted: October 19, 2024 by Patrice Miles in Miles In Missions, Patrice Miles, Prayer
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Let me neither ignore my pain, pretending all is OK when it isn’t, nor coddle and magnify my pain, so that I dull my capacity to experience all that remains good in life.
For joy that denies sorrow is neither hard won, nor true, nor eternal. It is not really joy at all. And sorrow that refuses to make space for the return of joy and hope, in the end becomes nothing more than a temple of worship of my own woundedness.
So give me strength, oh God, to feel this grief deeply, never to hide my heart from it. And give me also hope enough to remain open to surprising encounters with joy, as one on a woodland path might stumble suddenly on dapplings of golden light.
Let me learn now, oh Lord, to do this as naturally as the inhale and exhale of breath:
To breathe out sorrow, to breathe in joy.
To breathe out lament, to breathe in hope.
To breathe out pain, to breathe in comfort.
To breathe out sorrow, to breathe in joy.

— Douglas McKelvey

There is a lingering grief that quietly resides within me. I believe it stems from the life I once knew in Nigeria, a life that felt eternal, a life I fully invested in, selling everything I owned to embrace it, for Him. It was a life where every day was steeped in prayer, drenched in His word alongside fellow believers. Each day was surrendered, wrapped in uncertainty, never comfortable but always full of purpose. A purpose not tied to earthly comforts but rooted in the eternal, where my calling was to help others experience Christ’s love in everything I did. And though I haven’t truly named it until now, I realize I still grieve that life.

I grieve the rhythm of waking up each day with no set plan except to trust fully in Him, to let Him lead. It was a life marked by constant surrender, by walking in faith, even when the path ahead was unclear. I think, deep down, I miss that simplicity of surrender, of not knowing what each day would hold, but trusting wholeheartedly that God had it all in His hands. Even now, I can feel that ache, the longing for that life of ministry and the connection to something greater, something eternal.

Yet, even in this season of grief, God continues to remind me that there is a purpose in this waiting, in this in-between. He continues to walk with me, guiding me to trust that He will use me again when I am ready. It may not look the same as before, but I know He is preparing my heart for something new, something that still reflects the deep love and surrender I experienced before.

I am learning, slowly but surely, to hold space for both grief and joy. To breathe out the sorrow of what was and to breathe in the hope of what is yet to come. Just as the poem says, I want to feel this grief deeply, to not shy away from it. But I also want to remain open to the surprising moments of Joy that God will bring, even when I least expect it.

For now, I will continue to walk in faith, trusting that God’s plan is unfolding in His perfect timing.

Back to the Basics: Finding What Was Lost

Posted: October 12, 2024 by Patrice Miles in Miles In Missions, Patrice Miles, Prayer
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I woke up this morning with a nudge from God. Something I’ve been searching for—trying to find in studies, groups, and even in my work—became crystal clear: it’s time to go back to the basics.

I started asking myself, what did I do during my time in Nigeria that I’m not doing now? What practices helped me feel so connected to God back then? And why did I stop?

In Nigeria, my mornings were sacred. I used to spend one to one and a half hours with God. I’d light a candle, think, and sip my coffee with my dogs by my side. No rush, no pressure—just time to sit and be. I’d listen to worship songs, sometimes singing, sometimes just letting the words wash over me. I’d journal—pouring out my thoughts, my hopes, and even my worries. I also had a prayer journal, something I’d started after reading “The Circle Maker” by Mark Batterson. I think it’s time to revisit that again….

It wasn’t complicated in Nigeria. But here, I’ve been too busy looking for Him, too busy searching everywhere else, when all I need to do is what I did back then, sit and be.

In Nigeria, we didn’t have all the options like we do here in the States. There weren’t tons of Bible study groups to choose from, and you couldn’t get the next study in print delivered to your door in a few days. There were no constant distractions of more and more resources, pulling me in different directions. I just sat with Him. And that was enough.

So why have I complicated it here? As we get older, do we make things harder than they need to be? Is it because we feel like we’ve “been there, done that, got the t-shirt” and now we’re constantly chasing the next thing to fill us up? Maybe, instead, it’s about repeating what worked before. Going back to those favorite scripture verses, books and studies that once spoke to me and seeing what they have to say in this season of my life.

Maybe it’s not about constantly seeking something new. Maybe what restored my soul 10 years ago can restore it now too. It’ll just look different.

So here I am—committing to go back to the basics. To repeat what once worked. To stop searching and simply be with Him. “Be still, and know that I am God.” (Psalm 46:10, NIV). For those of you who know me…..this isn’t easy. HAHA! Pray for me!

Is Miles in Missions Dead?

Posted: October 5, 2024 by Patrice Miles in Miles In Missions, Patrice Miles, Prayer
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I used to journal a lot, both before my time in Nigeria and while I lived there. My words felt raw and vulnerable, yet sharing them in my blogs gave me a sense of release. My journey—moving to Nigeria, living there, and experiencing all the challenges and triumphs—resonated with so many. I would often receive comments from readers saying how my words touched them deeply and helped them through their own struggles. 

But these days? I find myself journaling only when I’m upset or have something I need to vent about. 

For those who remember my Miles in Missions blogs, you might be wondering—what happened to it? 

Is Miles in Missions dead?

Some might say, “Well of course not, look at C.A.R.E. Africa.” Miles in Missions thrived, long before C.A.R.E. was founded. From discipling the Nigerian staff, praying with patients at the hospital, visiting orphanages to spend time with the children, to tutoring kids in my own home—it was alive and vibrant. 

This mission laid the foundation for C.A.R.E. Africa, a ministry I now have the privilege to lead as its Executive Director, helping to keep the story alive. I’m blessed with an incredible team who truly embody being the hands and feet of Christ to the kids, caregivers, and staff each day.

But what about Miles in Missions?

I have no idea what that looks like now, here in the U.S.A. Maybe it’s just working a full-time job and giving whatever is left over to others? 

How can I revive it? How can it breathe life again? I have searched for studies, for Chrisitan business and nonprofit groups, for anything that would inspire me or allow me to get involved, but so far, nothing has come. For the past six years, I’ve felt like a little girl in a children’s story, searching and searching for something she has lost. She looks everywhere—under her bed, in her closet, under rocks outside. “Jesus, are you there?” she asks. But she can’t find Him. 

I know in my heart that this isn’t true. I know He’s always with me. But after living the life I did in Nigeria, His presence feels distant here in the U.S.A.

Jesus, where are you like you were with me in Nigeria when I was driving those dangerous roads, praying for protection from kidnappers, robbers, and endless traffic jams? Where are you like you were with me in Nigeria when I was visiting neglected children and women, praying with them and helping them? Or when gunshots rang outside my doors in Jos, or when I was dealing with malaria every other month, or dealing with corrupt police when trying to run a simple errand? 

Where are you, Jesus, like you were with me in Nigeria when I was overwhelmed by corruption, loneliness, and holidays spent far away from my family?

Is Miles in Missions dead?

Without Him, I am nothing. Without Him, I can do nothing. Without Him, I cannot be His hands and feet. Miles in Missions isn’t dead, it’s just suppressed. And I want to revive it, but I can’t do it without Him. 

Lord, I’m tired of searching. Please meet me where I am. Show me how to lean on You again, like I did in Nigeria. 

Help this square peg stop trying to fit into a round hole and instead help me find the square hole You carved just for me with Your carpenter’s hands.

Lord, revive Miles in Missions for Your glory. Show the world what You can do with a willing heart that says, “Here I am, Lord. Use me.”

#GivingTuesday Success Update! We are 100% Funded!

Posted: December 13, 2022 by Patrice Miles in #GivingTuesday, African School, Egbe Nigeria, Miles In Missions, Missionaries, Nigeria, Orphans, Patrice Miles, People of Egbe, Prayer
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We are so excited to announce that our school project is completely funded after our #GivingTuesday campaign. With pledged contributions, our donor match, and all donations received we are funded!! Thank you to everyone that contributed or helped us Build Our School! Now sit back and watch the progress as it is going to be fun. Below is our first update video from Yomi our project manager.

🏫 Our School Is Almost Finished! Donor Match Alert!

Posted: November 4, 2022 by Patrice Miles in African School, C.A.R.E. Africa, Egbe, Egbe Nigeria, Miles In Missions, Missionaries, Nigeria, Orphans, Patrice Miles, People of Egbe, Prayer
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We are so excited to announce that a Donor has agreed to match any donation received between now and the end of the year up to $16,500 for our school project. https://donorsee.com/school


Meet the Makens. They visited Egbe years ago and genuinely fell in love. The Makens formed an attachment to a small, five-year-old boy they chose to sponsor.  Their commitment to this child was so sincere that he graduated and is now attending university with their full support. They also support his caregiver, which is his grandmother. Their support has allowed us to help her with monthly food packages, accommodations, and provisions. The Makens are dedicated to the education and empowerment of the children and caregivers of CARE Africa and wanted to assist us in completing the construction of our school, Foundations Academy of Egbe. The Makens have generously agreed to match any funds we raise through the end of the year up to $16,500, which is half of the $33,000 needed to finish our school. 

This is an unbelievable opportunity to have our school completed. Please join the Makens and help us build our school!  Visit https://donorsee.com/school to donate

Check out the latest video of the school wall and the buildings that we will start renovating this week here.

Prayer Needed

Posted: February 10, 2022 by Patrice Miles in C.A.R.E. Africa, Miles In Missions, Nigeria, Orphans, Patrice Miles, People of Egbe, Prayer
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We need more prayer warriors to join our team!

We are so blessed with 201 prayer partners. Many have journeyed with us since 2013 and many are brand new. We believe in the power of prayer and would love for you to join us too. Click this link to join our prayer team, http://eepurl.com/DZf_D

We send out prayer requests and praises two times a month and just ask that you pray alongside us and the other 201 prayer partners. You will be blessed by getting to see God’s hand at work in our ministry. We also welcome prayer requests from you. We pray for our donors regularly and would love to add any prayer requests you have to the list. You can see one of our prayer boards hanging at C.A.R.E. Africa, in Egbe.

Ephesians 6:18 “And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people.”

Click this link to join our prayer team, http://eepurl.com/DZf_D.

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