Word Made Flesh Malawi exists to witness to the Good News of Jesus Christ by engaging in works of mercy and justice alongside people experiencing extreme poverty.
Word Made Flesh Malawi is in partnership with Circle of Hope International, a faith-based community development organization. We have partnered with the Grace Alliance Church, a group of Malawians determined to transform their community from the ravages of poverty and through that transformation to impact the country of Malawi and the world. The center we are building together is called the Grace Center.
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Mission Statement
To empower community transformation through holistic service; focusing on education, economic development and comprehensive health care programs.
Activities
Our staff works in health, education and economic development. These pursuits make space for a wide range of activities, from a child sponsorship program, to school programs, to a maternity center and more.
How You Can Help
Give: Commit to supporting WMF Malawi financially by giving monthly! You can donate here.
Partner: Talk about us! Get involved simply by sharing the work of Word Made Flesh Malawi and talking to your church, small group, friends, and family and asking others to come alongside us in our work.
Pray: Commit to praying for us and those we are working with once a month, once a week, or daily.
Join: Do you feel God calling you to Malawi? Do you have a heart for living and serving among vulnerable communities? Check out our job openings or send an email to careers@wordmadeflesh.org to find out how you can journey with us!
Malawi Blog
Looking back – language acquisition
Dear friends, Pace voua in numele Isus Hristos. Did you get that? Pachay vouah in noomaylay Eesoos Hreestos. There it is phonetically just in case you were having trouble with the pronunciation. And if you weren't able to translate, it means: “Peace to you in the name of Jesus Christ.” In…
May 2005
As Elias and I were shopping in the Ceja one day, we passed by a little old woman with her hands outstretched. She was begging, and once again that lump in my throat arose from my uncertainty and discomfort.