Friday, December 19, 2008

We will never be the same...


By now, many of you know about the tragic loss we, and the entire world, has suffered. On Tuesday, December 2, Ryan Bartlett was killed in a car accident while he was returning home to Lilongwe, Malawi from delivering maize to the Willsons' home in Blantyre.

In the six years that I knew him, Ryan became many different things to me. At first, he was my pastor, youth pastor, and worship leader at the Prescott Free Methodist Church. He boldly preached the Word of God to the congregation, taught and guided the youth, and help bring us all before the throne of our Lord in powerful worship to Him. During my time at PFMC, Ryan showed me, not just by the words he said but by his life, what it meant to be a Christian. It is partly because of his leadership and his love for Christ that I am following God today. Ryan truly cared about everyone, and he always showed his love for them by spending time talking with anyone.

If I had to choose one word to describe Ryan, it would be 'real'. He wasn't showy. He really loved God, and he really lived his life in service to him, all the time. He spoke so much about living a life rooted and grounded in Christ, and he really lived his life that way. When I moved to Malawi, I got to be with Ryan, his beautiful wife, Katie, and his three incredible girls all day, everyday. They warmly invited me in to be a part of a family firmly founded on Christ. Ryan became like a big brother or another dad to me. They were open and loving and totally willing to allow me to be a part of their amazing family. During my time with the Bartletts in Malawi, I was also able to be a part of their awesome ministry. It was so great to work with them whether we were singing and dancing to Chichewa worship songs at church on Sunday, spending hours designing yet another spreadsheet to organize finances, painting chalkboards, praying with youth, teaching women, or talking about the next theme for the Great Commission School modules. Ryan taught me so much about what it means to serve God on the mission field, how to reach out to people of different cultures and to truly love them with the love of Christ.

Ryan touched so many people's lives. He worked hard to bring people to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ, and He desired to serve the Lord with his life. His work and ministry was not in vain. The Lord used him and will continue to use his life for His glory. Ryan showed the world what it means to be a Christian, and because of his witness, we will never be the same.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Photo of the Week



This is a typical village in Malawi.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Women’s Conference in Northern Malawi


Last Friday, Jen Willson, Katie, and I began a nine-hour drive to Karonga, a small town in Northern Malawi. When we arrived, we attempted to greet our friends with the traditional Tumbuka greetings (in Karonga, they speak Tumbuka, a language similar to Chichewa). “Muli uli?” we asked, and their faces lit up with surprise and joy, “Tili makora,” they replied. Karonga is located near the shore of Lake Malawi, so it is one of the hottest places in Malawi. Despite the heat, we could tell that the women were hungry for God’s truth. They were alert and attentive during all of the teaching, excited about worshipping the Lord together, and eager to spend time in fellowship with one another. It was amazing to see the unity in the body of Christ as we were able to spend the weekend with these incredible women.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Photo of the Week



Crazy purple flower bug! YIKES!

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Photo of the Week



A little girl dancing at church.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Youth Camp in Kandeu


I have been blessed to be involved in several youth camps over the last few months. I have seen the Lord working so much in the lives of Malawian youth at these camps. Most recently, Ryan and I went to Kandeu to one of Pastor Milanzi’s churches for a camp. God has given me a heart for these youth, especially the girls in secondary school. I loved spending the weekend talking with them (in broken Chichewa), worshipping God in dance and song, and learning about His awesome and personal love for each of us.

Kelsey in Malawi