Last fall, when taking my mother to the Abuja airport, I found I could not accompany her to the departure area. I was told to go talk to the front desk. What started out as an obstacle became a gift from God – I call him my “Airport Angel.” I found him at the front desk. He took me to see his Oga (boss) to get permission. The young man spoke to his Oga quickly who waved us on. I guess that was our approval?!
It is at this point that I knew I had found an “Airport Angel”. This young man took over and physically navigated my mom and I through airport protocol which included signing in a book, answering customs officers questions, weighing of baggage, completing custom and immigrations forms, checking in at the airline carrier, and he walked us to my mom’s gate! My “Airport Angel” told me to stay with my mom as long as I wanted and he would check back on me. When it was time to leave he told me if I ever needed this service for any of my arriving or departing visitors that I could call him directly.
The next week I had an inbound visitor so I called my “Airport Angel”. He met my guest at the immigration window with a cart for her baggage and personally escorted her through customs and out to the parking lot. I continue to call upon my “Airport Angel” who greets my guests with a smile no matter what time of day or night.
Recently my “Airport Angel” discovered I was a missionary. It was then that he shared his story of being orphaned at age 10 and how missionaries (Rita Ashwerzenbager, Terisita and Edith) in Kaduna took him in and made sure he received an education. My “Airport Angel” says he was able to get a good job at the airport because missionaries invested in him. He then said “If you ever need anything please do not hesitate to call me! I am excited to know that I am able to help a missionary and pay back just a little of what was given to me.”
Isn’t God good! This story encouraged me to know that the little things we do for others has an impact though we may never actually get to see it. If you ever grow weary or exhausted from serving – just think of my “Airport Angel” and know that the good you do for others is never wasted.


We are excited to announce that our C.A.R.E. Sports Outreach program started last month! What you may not realize is that before co-founding C.A.R.E Africa, Emma was in sports ministry full time and became known in Egbe as “Coachi”. The Sports Outreach program has been a dream of Emma’s since starting C.A.R.E. Africa in 2014. One of our 2018 goals was to start going into the community to find the voiceless and exhausted instead of waiting for them to come to us. We felt that a Sports Outreach program would be a way we could accomplish this.
Each quarter we also plan to host a competition between our Egbe team “The Vessels” and a team outside of and within Egbe that is not connected with the C.A.R.E. Africa Sports Outreach program. The Egbe community really loves sporting events and everyone in the town comes out to watch the game and the presentation of awards. C.A.R.E. Africa will use this time to share the gospel among those that have come to the competition.


When I was young I always wanted to be a doctor, I had no idea what kind of doctor I wanted to be but I loved to put on a white lab coat, sew up my teddy bear, Dickson, and pretend it was the real thing. I stuck with my dream growing up although I started realizing it was not going to be as easy as I thought and maybe a doctor was not what I really wanted to be.
My time at C.A.R.E Africa developed me because for the first time in my eighteen years of life I was responsible for not only myself but also forty other people. It was amazing! I loved all the laughter, joy and problems that came with my job. Dealing with teenagers, their parents, friends and the environment they live in was not simple or easy, but the challenges only honed my skills and passion for the vulnerable.


Once the bus was no longer an option- the search was on for a passenger van. We were blessed to find this van in mint condition, direct off a shipping container in Lagos, Nigeria. It had never been driven on Nigerian roads before. Our fearless mechanic in Egbe, Ayo, looked at it and gave us the thumbs up. After negotiations we have made the purchase and she is already in Egbe, taking kids to and from the C.A.R.E. Africa Center.







