I’ll never forget the day I met Baby JS. He had been born just two months earlier in Kurintza, a tiny Amazon community in Pastaza, Ecuador, which can only be reached by a flight in a small Cessna plane. His mother has severe intellectual disabilities, and he had come into the world with only his grandmother to care for him.
When we arrived on our medical outreach, Baby JS was severely malnourished, surviving on nothing but oats mixed with water. There was no formula milk; that was far too expensive for a family with no income, and unreachable without a costly plane journey.
This little boy’s vulnerability touched me deeply. During our three-day medical visit, local doctors could assess him and give medication, but they had no way to provide the nutrition he desperately needed. I knew we had to act, but the obstacles felt enormous. And so, I prayed.
The unreached 94 per cent
Culture – in the evangelical church, we often talk about this in the context of mission and those of different …