Missionary Letters

Gord Martin - update from Ethiopia

This is a homecoming for Yonatan who hasn’t been in his home city for 25 years. He doesn’t recognize 75% of it. Addis Abbaba (new flower) is a 9M person, sprawling, flourishing city that has something of everything and for everyone! Far more developed than Khartoum. Its high elevation (7700 ft) makes it cool at night and variable sunny or rainy during the day. It was hard to imagine rain while we were in Sudan!

We are staying in a very nice condominium that belongs to relatives of Yonatan. We are alone here except for a woman in her fifties who worked for Yonatan’s family as a domestic helper when he was about 12. He hadn’t seen her for 30 years or more. She talks with him constantly in Tigrigna, doesn’t know a word of English.

On Thursday we met with four Eritrean refugee pastors. They support a group of 24 Eritrean refugee churches in Addis. They are well organized and are carrying on effective ministry. All of them are illegals from Eritrea and as such have no rights as citizens in Ethiopia. Nevertheless, they can work informally for Ethiopians, arrange business partnerships “under them” in a variety of ways. They were impressive! They wanted us to see a group of 60 of their evangelists who were receiving a 3 day evangelism training course by an Ethiopian trainer from Russia. Apparently the Ethiopians have an enormous church there. We met them and Yonatan and I spoke to them briefly.

On Friday we visited Pastor Girmu, a key leader among the brethren churches here. He told us a remarkable story of the first missionaries who came to Ethiopia from Ireland.  When they arrived here, one of them met Emperor Hailie Selassie at a birthday party. Selassie asked him where they were going to be working, they said they were still discerning that. He arranged for them to go to the north of Ethiopia to a very difficult place, the hottest area in the country and totally Islamic. Nevertheless, they began a clinic there which eventually became well known and people from all over the country came to it. One of them moved to Addis, it was Stephen McQuoid’s father. I have met Stephen of GLO mission in Scotland several times. He began a church on the South side of Addis which eventually became the mother church to all other churches of that network in Ethiopia. There are now 284 churches. The story was much longer, so interesting I hate not to tell it! Another time!

There are so many beggars on the streets. The most troubling, is seeing young girls, mothers, carrying young children along side of a busy road where the traffic often slows down, begging. I wanted to see their faces and on one occasion I caught the eye of this young woman. She immediately came up to our car and began to beg. I didn't know what to do. Nobody else was responding. I didn't have local money. Even the child who was probably 14 months began to smile pleadingly and began to beg with her hand. The image of that young girl and her baby stayed with me all night. Disturbing. I was told today that this problem had tripled since the horrible two-year Ethiopian civil war which concluded in December.

We’ve done quite a bit of sight-seeing here. Looking forward to preaching at a church tomorrow and visiting another in the afternoon. Thank you for praying!

Photo of Eritrean leaders

Photo of 60 evangelists

Photo of children and young mothers begging

Gord Martin - update from Sudan

Much of what I am to say revolves around two people Yonatan and myself are working with here, Pastor Habtom and Evangelist Kahsay.

We made a long and tedious bus trip together from Khartoum to La Gedarif – not too far from the Ethiopian border. It’s a giant dusty town where Yonatan was homeless as a 16-year-old for three months after fleeing a violently anti-Christian communist regime in Ethiopia. He and I walked the streets together on Friday evening as he showed me places where he slept in various stair-well, right on the street. It was quite emotional for him. This is the first time he’s visited this place in 30+ years! So much more to say about that!

On Saturday we drove to the UN refugee camp at Um Rakuba. It turns out I was a handicap there. Even though we had obtained legal permission to enter the camp, the people in charge there were very nervous about a white man going into the main camp, fearful that I might produce a negative report about the camp. So Yonatan and Habtom “hid me in the taxi” while they carried on negotiations with several key camp members. They still didn’t let us in. However they agreed to provide detailed information (including pictures) to Haptom. Disappointing but we did get to take some photos nonetheless. The population of this camp ballooned from about 15,000 people to 30,000 people because of the recent war in Ethiopia. The UN provides $25 worth of food per individual per month. The camp is in the middle of nowhere.

On Sunday we visited another UN camp that houses elderly people that have no one to care for them. Kahsay has a huge heart for them because he was born in that village. All are frail, most are blind and unless someone provides for them, they find their way to the Orthodox church where they beg. We rented the most worn out van you could imagine, pushed our way into a narrow alley at the open market where we purchased bags of: onions, rice, lentils plus cooking oil and other basics that will provide for them for one month. It was most touching to see Yonatan bending down, talking/interviewing each one by turn.

We took an even more crowded bus, 7 hours back to Khartoum. It was 9 or 9:30 and I thought, I am so ready for bed! However, we ended up at Habtom’s house where his wife had prepared a meal. Their five kids were eager to stay up because we were coming. He had brought his family to meet Yonatan and I after our Thursday sessions. That evening I asked the kids to tell us the most crazy things their dad had ever done. They were so funny!! Cracking up as they told us.

But on Sunday evening the two girls brought a big basin of water and washed mine and Yonatan’s feet. I have never experienced this previously other than in “spiritual settings”. They discovered I was ticklish and began to tickle my feet on purpose! Had a great time with them!

Today, Monday we were tourists. We visited the point where the White and Blue Niles meet, right at Khartoum and then the two rivers flow together through Egypt and on to the Mediterranean. We walked along the Nile and visited a gigantic open market.

A group of five from Calgary are in the process of sponsoring Habtom and his family (they are also refugees) to immigrate to Canada. I can tell you, if they come to Canada, it will be Canada’s gain!

Tomorrow we are headed to Ethiopia.

Thank you for praying!!!

Pictures

  • Elderly people and supplies

  • Camp we visited

  • Habtom's family, some of

  • Negotiating, while i sat in cab - "hiding"

Gord Martin - update from Sudan

It's Thursday evening in Khartoum and we've finished a long but satisfying day. 

We had a leadership training event with about 25 Sudanese pastors and church leaders. I taught four sessions today with interpretation + an extended time for Q&A . From 9:30 this morning till 6:30 this evening.

Khartoum is situated at the place where the Blue and the White Nile Rivers meet. Haven't been to this famous river yet.

We are planning to go south to where the refugee camps are tomorrow, a 6-7 bus ride. 

Thank you for praying for us. Yonatan is a great person to travel with! But he does snore...not sure what he might be saying about me!

Gord Martin

February 17, 2023

Bear One Another's Burdens: Trip to Ethiopia and Sudan with Yonatan Hiruy March 7-24, 2023

Many who come to Canada as refugees have fled violence and turmoil in their home lands. As we come to love one another, their cares for their relatives and families back home inevitably become our concerns also.  

I first met Yonatan Hiruy in 2002. As a keen follower of Jesus, at 16 years of age he fled a violent anti-Christian communist regime in Ethiopia for safety in Sudan. After an exhausting walk of 3-4 weeks through hostile territory, he was presumed to be dying of food poisoning  by his friends who carried him, unconscious, across the border. 

God delivered him! After some time, he made his way to Sweden where he was educated, met his wife and eventually became a pastor. His church in Sweden sent him to Toronto to help a fledgling Eritrean church there (a country which separated from Ethiopia in 1993). A friend of his was living in Edmonton, who called Jay Gurnett, who called me, and I called Yonatan! We have worked together to support a VMC network of Eritrean and Ethiopian churches in Canada since then. 

A terrible civil war has been raging for the last two years in Ethiopia. An estimated 600K people have been killed and 3.5 million have been displaced. This has been absolutely heart-breaking for Yonatan and his fellow country men. A peace accord was signed in December - and is holding. 

Yonatan has urged me to accompany him on a visit to Ethiopia and Sudan for the purpose of bringing hope, comfort and encouragement to his forgotten, distressed and displaced people. We will provide support and leadership training for Christian leaders who are advancing the Gospel in word and in deed, in and through their churches, under difficult and confusing circumstances. And, we will assess the situation to consider what might be done there in the future.  This is a VMC project I am volunteering for. By the way, we plan to visit a refugee camp in Sudan, where Yonatan himself lived, after fleeing Ethiopia as a 16 year old.

Pray for us as we go, lots of details to be worked out - will keep in touch. 

Update sent March 6:

Greetings to you all,

I am getting ready to travel.

Departure from Toronto, Tuesday morning (March 7), Arriving in Khartoum, Sudan on Wednesday morning.  Will be meeting with church leaders on Thursday, visiting refugee camps later in the week.  Will keep in touch. Please pray Holy Spirit guidance along the way.  This trip has more "spontaneous elements" than I am used to. And, please pray for safety as well as success with the logistical details.

Trevor & Hannah Martin - Power to Change

Trevor spends some of his time coaching staff from across the country. One of the staff in Vancouver he coaches shared this story of what God is doing there: 

"I am leading a discipleship group with a student named Caleb!  This is Caleb's first time leading a group.  I was honestly nervous to start a brand new discipleship group with him in the second term.  I wanted so badly for it to be a good experience for him, because it's his first time.   I also know that starting a new group in second term can be hard.  Usually by second term we are consolidating groups because members have stopped attending as often.  This year is so different!  We have six huge discipleship groups with 20 to 30 attendees, and mine and Caleb's has 20 members now too!  

We usually go around the circle and share a highlight from our week and also a lowlight.  When it got to Mahalia's turn today, she said, "my highlight from the week is that I finally accepted Jesus!"   

SO COOL!!

I then went to our office, where students are making candy grams for valentines!  They are selling them to raise funds for the homeless shelters in Vancouver's downtown east side.  I had a lot of fun folding origami hearts with them and packing candy!
 
While I was in the office, one of our students named Jenalyn came through the door literally jumping up and down and raising her hands in the air saying "God is amazing!!"  She had just shared the gospel with a student who was friends with another student who came to faith last semester.  This girl had never heard the gospel before, but knew her friend believed it.  She soaked in everything!  She was so excited to learn about the concept of grace!  Even after repeatedly being asked if she was sure she wanted to accept Jesus, she excitedly prayed!

I then walked over to the seminary on campus at UBC and helped Jenalyn buy a Bible for this new sister in Christ!" Praise God for these changed life stories!!

Another Loss

In January, Trevor's paternal grandma passed away. We're grateful for the times we could spend together at family gatherings and at the farm where she lived. She was always in the know about many of the happenings amongst her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. She valued good food, hard work and quality time with people. This marks the end of a season as it was Trevor's last grandparent.

Our last time going to visit Grandma Martin at the farm.

Kids Zone

TL:Amelia has been enjoying puzzles recently. She did this 200 piece one by herself one afternoon. 
BL:Amelia 'snow queen' sitting in her 'snow throne'. 
TR:Avery is still figuring out what snow is. Soon she will learn to enjoy it with her sister!
BR:"Don't lose it! Re-use it!" 

Prayer Requests
1) For Hannah as she has started working again part-time ministering to students at Laurier university and also mentoring some new staff in Ottawa. 
2) For Avery to get a spot in daycare. And also for her growth in being willing to be taken care of by people other than the two of us. 
3) Wisdom as we make our summer plans (both in ministry and for our family)