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A testimony from Yakobus Tomanda By early afternoon, my motorcycle was buried in mud. The forest was silent, and I was completely alone—except for God. My name is Yakobus Tomanda, and I’m a young pastor serving in the Luwu–Tana Toraja mission area of Indonesia. Alongside my home church, I serve two Sabbath School branches: Amballong, nearly 40 kilometers away, and Tirobali in the Seko Lemo area, about 60 kilometers from where I live. …
Deep in the Amazon jungle, in a village called Tiquie, Domingo was in tremendous pain. His community tried everything they could to help ease his suffering, but quickly, they ran out of options. So, he had to make the difficult decision and leave his friends and family behind, cross through…