Fort Wayne Bible College - Vine / Light Tower Yearbook (Fort Wayne, IN)

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In Memoriam Jewel Ache was a freshman at F.W.B.C. in the fall of 1972. She came with high hopes of becoming a missionary nurse and returning to Haiti where she had worked for a summer in a clinic. She loved nursing and practiced on us by passing out scores of vitamin pills at the least sign of a chill or sniffle. Her wall was plastered with cutouts from nursing school catalogues, constant reminders to spur her in her homework. Jewel was shy so not too many students knew her well, but those of us who were blessed enough to know her will never forget her love for God, her love for people, and the lessons she taught us through them. Jewel was an open friendly person, easy to talk with and always available to comfort us when troubles were building up. She gave us advice, helped solve our problems, and reconciled our misunderstandings. Sensitive to our needs, she counselled us without reluctance or imposition. Her quick infectious giggle was a delight to hear -- we had to smile whether we felt like it or not. She would laugh about anything or anyone -- often herself. Jewel, sometimes apprehensive as we all are, would wonder what the future held for her. Then she would always say that her whole life was God's. She was His regardless what purpose He would have for her. She eagerly planned for her life ministry in Haiti, but was not waiting for that time to start serving God. She served Him in Bethany with her patient, friendly smile as bell girl, and as a loving, available friend and counselor. We do not understand why the Lord would take someone so sweet from a world that needs her kindness so much. But He knows, and we rest in that confident assurance, as Jewel did. by Pamela Padgett

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Pete and Todd Play Basketball To Share Christ ' '... Power is perfected in weakness. This par- ticular spiritual truth became an exciting reality in my life as the Venture for Victory basketball team traveled through Africa this past summer. In the course of six weeks, thirty games. and fifty basketball clinics, I began to understand just what Paul was saying in II Corinthians l2:9. None of the eleven Ventury for Vic- tory team members were tremendous ball players, remarkable singers. or professional speakers, but I soon recognized that extraordinary talent is not a necessary requirement for serving Christ, or for spreading the gospel. No matter where we were playing-Ghana or Rhodesia. city or village. school or playground-the people responded to God's working in their lives through us, Over one hundred Africans accepted Christ, and many more desired the Bible correspondence course that we offered, Day after day we. as a team, realized that God was using us for His honor and glory-to br- ing people to Himself. When one of us missed a lay-up or kicked the ball out of bounds, or hit a wrong note during a halftime song, we rejoiced in our confident assurance that the claims of Christ were being shared despite any of our human shortcomings. Truly, the times that we recognized our weaknesses were the times when the power of Christ was most evident, and spiritual victories were seen. Three weeks after I got back to America, I received a letter from a young Ghanean man with whom I had the privilege of sharing Christ. The salutation of his letter said, Dear brother in Jesus Christ. Just reading that letter was one of the most beautiful experiences of my life, My thoughts drifted back to those African towns and villages. Sure it wasn't always fun eating donkey meat or rice with curry. And the living accom- modations weren't always what we wanted. But the peo- ple were friendly. open, interesting, and most of all, in need of the Savior. I rejoice in the fact that God can even use basketball players to share the gospel. Gaining a brother in Jesus Christ means infinitely more than receiving a silver trophy or a blue ribbon. tlvlatthew 6: is-:ii by Todd Habegger 2 f 1 . 4. I S.. i f . ' ' 6 3... .i., . 9 -6' 0. . ,vx ...,, Q 'tw 7' J I lr , Y I I I xi lli ,', I ,hifi fl I .4 'fv 'Euh 1 6 , 'i , we rw s . s 1 ' 5 sn . L : g