This was my second visit to Egbe since moving to Jos. I was so impressed with my team and how great they are doing. We were very busy of course meeting with various community leaders, interviewing new children for our programs and also preparing for Christmas. Check out some of the photos of my trip!

Baba and his wife our chief encourager! He comes to the CARE center a few times a month and prays with my staff and encourages them,

Writing to their penpals in the states.

Last AWANA of the year.

Last AWANA of the year.

Home Visit to a new intake.

New Intake Visit

CARE staff

Christmas Cards for the sponsors.


December Birthdays

Last CARE Africa Child Celebration of the month. They all received a package of clothes, jollof rice, drinks, and candy.

Secretary Cecilia……accounting, accounting, accounting, accounting!

My babies

Clothing Donation

Clothing packages for the kids.

Caregiver check ups.

Donation from the states for the caregivers.

Someone gave the money they would have given for teacher appreciation gifts to us for food for our caregivers and the kids. They will be putting this picture in each card for the teacher letting them know what their gift went towards.

Gifts from sponsors



Caregiver presentation of the CARE Africa fabric for all events.

Dinner under the moon with Chief Doyin and his wife. Chief continues to support us with wise counsel as he is known by the Ilegbe of Egbe as the Egbe Encyclopedia.


My daugher, Titi.

Our visitors leaving their mark on our center.

Meeting with the King to discuss the future of CARE Africa and their recommendations.

Tofunmi (Secretary Cecilia’s baby)….our mascot

Mommy and Me! Our Caregiver Manager

Quick stop to the Fulani village to say hello. Do you recognize this women. She is on the Miles in Missions brochure.

My amazing and fearless driver. I don’t know what I would do without him.

Packed and loaded for the journey back to Jos. Notice some Nigerians in the back……story in the upcoming week.

Nothing Good Comes Easy


I recently was blessed to get to hear a friend tell about her experience when she came to Nigeria and worked in our ministry. She made a statement that really stuck with me. She told a story of the first time she visited Nigeria and was on the bus to Egbe. She asked a national on the bus, “Wouldn’t you just prefer us to send all the money that this trip cost instead of actually coming?” The national replied “No! Your presence is worth more than your money.”
I have witnessed the effects your visit has on the nationals when short term mission trips are done right. I notice the smiles my staff, kids and caregivers carry on their faces, the change of attitude, and I see their renewed spirit. For people to leave their loved ones, their home and country to come meet us and encourage us is invaluable. We all are impacted. We all see Jesus through a different cultural lens. The nationals see openness, vulnerability, humility, sacrifice, words of affirmation and so many other things that are not normal for Nigerian culture. The love they receive from you fills them so much that they are spilling over. Christ’s love is being spread to others for weeks after your team leaves.
I am not saying that we don’t need money. We have ongoing finances that must be met. 
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As we drove, headed north away from the Plateau, I remember being surprised at the beauty of it all. The landscape was much different than I imagined. Mountains out to the far distance and between them were huge expanses of green. In my mind, I thought we would have left all of the green behind. Heading into the North meant to me that we were going to start to see desert everywhere. That wasn’t the case at all. I see that this is a vital place in Nigeria that produces food for the whole country.
As my travels continued I noticed people everywhere buying, selling, or butchering livestock to celebrate the holiday (Eid al-Adha), which is known as the sacrifice feast. The meaning behind the holiday is that it honors the willingness of Ibrahim (Abraham) to sacrifice his son, as an act of obedience to God’s command. Before Abraham sacrificed his son, God provided a ram to sacrifice instead. For this Mu$lim holiday, an animal is sacrificed and divided into three parts. One part is given to the poor and needy, another part is given to relatives, friends and neighbors, and the family eats the remaining part. I think back now and consider how God made so many parallels in Abraham’s story with the redemption of his creation by offering one final sacrifice in Jesus to take our place. I pray the thousands of people I passed that day will have a chance to hear the rest of the redemption story.
As we got further away from the Plateau, our SIM Nigeria Director started to point out piles of rubble or even a green field that used to be a church. Each came with its own story about how the church members would rebuild and then persecutors would tear down the building again and again. After five or more times they would eventually give up and many of the congregations either had left or they now meet in the open air.
The next morning we headed a little further up the road about 45 minutes to the small town of Tofa where SIM’s indigenous partner church, Evangelical Church Winning All (ECWA), has a theological seminary. I was blessed to meet many people there and everyone was gracious to have the cameras “ON” so that I could take film of this institution. These videos will highlight the need for missionaries to come and teach as well as identify ways that God is working in these places. The harvest is plenty but the workers are few.




























My mom accompanied us back to Nigeria to help us set up our home and learn more about our ministries. I realized while she was here that I have grown very accustomed to the poor and needy around me. Everywhere you go in Jos you are confronted with street kids, the disabled and the poor. I have grown so accustomed to them that they have become part of the African scenery for me. I have come to terms with the fact that I cannot save everyone and thankfully God hasn’t called me to Nigeria to do that. God has placed people in my life over the past 4 years to help and show his love to. Those I am blessed to serve are represented as 47 orphans along with their 30 caregivers, my 8 staff at CARE Africa, our house help and several Nigerian young people that are like daughters and sons to me. These relationships I have steadily built over the years and they go very deep, but the burden of saving the world I had to give over to God- otherwise I was going to go crazy.
I have been content in this until the pain in my mother’s eyes one day caused me to realize there is a cost to having given up the burden of saving the world. I no longer feel the overwhelming emotions of sorrow, compassion, sadness or hopelessness when I see the faces of poverty. I don’t feel guilty walking out of store with my cheese and boxed cereal purchase while street kids, Jolie’s age, come with their empty bowls begging for food. My mom’s eyes were sad and hurting for these people every time she would see them. All this is not to say that I turn a blind eye. We keep small denominations of Niara (dollars) and biscuits (food) to discreetly give to those we can, but there are always more hands then we can possibly fill. It is a gaping hole with no end in sight

Jolie
Patrice











