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🚌 HELP US PUT A BUS IN THE HANDS OF THE WOMEN OF GCMS! 🌍❤️

The IAM Women’s Team has a $20,000 goal to purchase a bus for the women of GCMS in Zambia, Africa.

These women are faithfully traveling miles and miles every single week to carry the Gospel into surrounding regions of Luanshya.

They are going where there is a need:

🏥 Visiting medical clinics
🔒 Ministering to women in prisons
📖 Teaching weekly discipleship
⛪ Strengthening women and churches
❤️ Encouraging women throughout the surrounding communities
🌍 Taking the Gospel wherever God opens the door

They are not just asking for transportation- they are asking for a vehicle to help carry the Gospel of Jesus Christ!

Every mile traveled represents another opportunity to make much of Jesus.
Every woman reached matters.
Every prison visit, every hospital visit, every discipleship meeting, every prayer, and every Gospel conversation has eternal value.

Our goal is $20,000.
Would you pray about helping us reach it?

🙏 PRAY for the women who are serving faithfully.
💰 GIVE toward the purchase of the bus.
📲 SHARE this post and help us spread the word.

Together, we can help put transportation in the hands of women who are already putting their feet to the ground and taking the Gospel to others.

“Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.” — Mark 16:15

❤️ IAM Women’s Ministry
International African Missions

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Testimony Spotlight 🩷✨ Dawn Hinson Mason

She writes:

I Stood Witness: Reflections from Zambia

There are some things you experience with the Lord that language simply cannot carry. Zambia is one of those things for me.
I have been home for over a week now, and I still find myself trying to process what the Lord allowed me to stand witness to. I look through these pictures, and my heart immediately goes back—to the faces, the voices, the worship, the prayers, the dust beneath our feet, the sound of women crying out to Jesus, the embraces that somehow needed no shared language. And I keep coming back to one overwhelming thought:
I cannot believe He let me be there.

Because the testimony of Zambia began for me long before my feet ever touched African soil. There was a time this year when another international mission trip was not something I knew my body would be able to do. Yet the Lord made a way. He strengthened me. He healed me. And then, in a way only He could orchestrate, He didn’t simply allow me to go—He entrusted me with an
opportunity to write discipleship material for women I had never met, carry His Word across an ocean, teach alongside
precious sisters in Christ, and serve with a team who poured themselves out day after day for one purpose: that Jesus Christ would be made much of.

Even writing those words leaves me in awe. My spiritual jaw is still on the floor.
We Did Not Take Jesus to Zambia.
Maybe this is one of the things the Lord has etched most deeply into my heart.
We did not take Jesus to Zambia.

Oh, friend… He was already there!!
He was there in the faith of women who worshipped with abandon.
He was there in the hunger for His Word.
He was there in the children.
He was there in the pastors and their wives who have faithfully labored in places most of the world will never see.
He was there in the songs we couldn’t always understand with our minds but somehow understood in our spirits.
And He was there in the moments when cultural differences seemed to disappear altogether and we were simply the
Body of Christ.

Different nations.
Different languages.
Different stories.
One Spirit. One Lord. One Jesus.

There were moments when I would look around that gathering and think, This is a glimpse of Revelation 7:9.
“…a great multitude which no one could number, of all nations, tribes, peoples, and tongues, standing before the
throne…”

For just a moment, the distance between Alabama and Zambia didn’t seem very far at all. We were sisters.
We belonged to one another because we belonged to Him.
And Then We Watched the Gospel Do What Only the Gospel Can Do!

This is the part I still struggle to describe.
We watched women respond to the Word of God.
We watched lives surrender to Jesus.
We watched hearts that had grown weary come alive again.
We watched women step forward carrying things they had carried for far too long—and witnessed chains begin to fall.

There was repentance.
There was salvation.
There was freedom.
There was restoration.
There was worship.
There were tears.
There was JOY.
And there was a tangible awareness that Jesus was in the room.
Not because of a speaker.
Not because of a ministry.
Not because Americans had arrived.
Because the Holy Spirit was moving among His people.
And when He moves, no person gets to take the credit.
That may be one of the greatest privileges of ministry—to find yourself standing in the middle of something you know
you could never manufacture and realize:
This is Him.
This is what Jesus does.
We sow.
We serve.
We teach.
We pray.
We love.
We pour ourselves out.
But God gives the increase.
Somewhere Along the Way, Strangers
Became Sisters!

I went to Zambia believing the Lord was sending me there to pour out.
I came home realizing how deeply He had poured into me.
There are faces in these pictures that are no longer simply
faces in a photograph to me. They belong to women whose hands I held.
Women I prayed with.
Women I worshipped beside.
Women whose stories I may never fully know this side of heaven, yet somehow the Lord knit our hearts together.
And isn’t that just like Jesus?

Only He can take people born thousands of miles apart, raised in entirely different cultures, speaking different languages, and make them family.
Some friendships were formed.
Others were deepened.
And something happened in my understanding of the global Church that I don’t believe will ever be undone.
The Kingdom of God is so much bigger than the little corner of it that I know.
And yet, somehow, through Jesus, we are one.
I Came Home Different.

I don’t know that I will ever be able to adequately explain Zambia.
Perhaps I am not supposed to.
Maybe some encounters with God aren’t meant to be reduced to a perfectly written paragraph. Maybe they are meant to
become memorial stones—places we return to and remember:

I saw Him there.
I saw His faithfulness.
I saw His provision.
I saw the power of His Word.
I saw the beauty of His Bride.
I saw the Gospel cross barriers that man could never cross.
I saw women hungry for Jesus.
I saw a team emptied of themselves so He could receive the glory.
I saw prayers answered that had been prayed long before we
arrived.
And I saw again that the Jesus I have given my life to is infinitely greater, kinder, more powerful, and more intimate
than I could ever adequately proclaim.

So when someone asks me, “How was Zambia?”
I still don’t really know how to answer.
But maybe this is enough:
I was there.
And I saw Him do it.

I stood witness to the saving, reviving, restoring, chain-breaking power of Jesus Christ. And somehow, in His immeasurable kindness, He allowed me to be a part of it.
My spiritual jaw is still on the floor.
My heart is still somewhere among those precious people. And my soul has only one response:
Jesus, You are worthy. You are worthy.
You are worthy!

And may every mile traveled, every page written, every word spoken, every tear cried, every hand held, every life
surrendered, and every friendship formed forever make much of the name of Jesus.

To God alone be ALL the glory.

🩷✨ Testimony Spotlight from Jennifer Panknin

She writes:

WHEN GOD’S CALLING COMES FULL CIRCLE

A Journey of Surrender, Zambia, and the Faithfulness of God

About five years ago, the Lord spoke to me about being in ministry with my cousin, Angela Morgan. At the time, I hadn’t seen Angela in almost 15 years. Although we had always stayed in communication with one another, the idea of actually serving together in ministry didn’t seem like a real-life possibility.

But little did I know what the Lord was doing behind the scenes—or what He was preparing, not only for me, but for Angela as well.

Then it happened.

Three years ago, my heart landed in Zambia.

I had never been on a mission trip before.
I knew absolutely nothing about foreign missions, and I truly didn’t know what to expect.
But that was okay—because Jesus knew.
He knew exactly what my heart needed then, and He continues to know what it needs today.

Since that first trip, part of my heart has remained in Zambia. When I was given the opportunity to return the following year, it was such a blessing. I fell even more deeply in love with the country, its people, and especially the beautiful women and children the Lord allowed us to serve.

Then another opportunity came this year.
At first, I wasn’t sure whether I was supposed to go. But then, seemingly out of nowhere, the Lord made a way.
And this trip changed everything.

Heaven Came Down

There was something different about this trip. The entire experience, the women, the children, the worship, the relationships placed within me an even deeper love and a burning desire for this country and its people.

Every time I have traveled to Zambia, I have known that the Father was right there with us. But before we left this time, the Lord showed me a vision of His presence being tangibly present— a supernatural tangibility.

So I went expecting.

I went in faith, believing He would manifest His presence in a way that we had never experienced before.
And He did.
He truly brought Heaven down.

To see and hear what sounded like Heaven pouring out through the women left me speechless. Even now, I struggle to find words adequate enough to describe what we experienced.

God answered prayers. He revealed Himself. And He reminded both our Zambian sisters and those of us who traveled from America that the Body of Christ is not defined by nationality, country, culture, or language.
We are ONE Body.

It doesn’t matter where we come from or what language we speak. There is one Body, and there is one Holy Spirit.

An Unexpected Door Opens

During this most recent visit, the Lord placed another opportunity directly in front of me.
My sweet sister-friend, Rose Bwalya, was wearing a green T-shirt the first day I saw her. Across the front, in large letters, were the words:

ENCOUNTER REVIVAL MINISTRIES

Immediately, I was intrigued.
Something in my spirit wanted to know more, and I began asking the Lord what it meant and why those words had captured my attention so strongly.
Soon afterward, I had the opportunity to sit and visit with Rose and her husband, Leonard.
Leonard began explaining the heart and work of Encounter Revival Ministries—how they pour into young people, teach them practical skills, and serve children and youth, many of whom are growing up without the consistent presence of one or both parents because of incarceration or other difficult circumstances.
As I listened, my heart felt like it leaped out of my chest.

THIS WAS IT.

There was something about what they were doing that connected deeply with what the Lord had already placed inside of me, and how the Lord wanted me to be involved with them.

The desire to please and serve my Heavenly Father through ministry has brought a fulfillment I cannot adequately describe. The overflowing love, blessings, relationships, and fruit the Lord has allowed me to witness are immeasurable.
And once again, I found myself amazed by the way God had been putting pieces together long before I could see the finished picture to serve Him with my whole being.

From Brokenness to Surrender

The way the Lord works continues to baffle me—and I pray I never become so accustomed to Him that I stop being amazed.
When He speaks, I want to move.
No questions. No hesitation.
Because He has been ever so faithful to me.
Jesus met me in my sin, my shame, my brokenness, and my fears. He brought freedom into places I thought would forever define me. And because of that freedom, I have a new story.
I have a testimony that belongs completely to Jesus and gives glory to Him alone.

Romans‬ ‭8‬:‭28‬ ‭
“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.”

Every part of my story reminds me that this Scripture is true.

The journey that has taken me from being a broken, lost, ashamed, and empty shell of a woman - to becoming a woman with a surrendered and contrite heart—serving my King with every part of my life—has been nothing short of the redeeming power of Jesus Christ.

And now, to see Him bring me into this new season as a team member of IAM Women, while continuing to deepen the calling He placed on my life years ago, overwhelms me.

I don’t want a platform higher than His presence.
I don’t want a position greater than surrender.
I don’t want to arrive at a place where I no longer need Him desperately.
The highest place I ever want to be is at the feet of Jesus.
And wherever those feet lead me—whether here at home or across the world in Zambia—

I will go. 🩷

🩷✨ Testimony Spotlight from Mallory McAtee

She writes:

Growing from Comfort to Calling

Four years ago, I prayed Isaiah 6:8: “Here am I; send me.”

I was just a baby in Christ—hungry, willing, and ready to go wherever He would send me. I had no idea that one day, “wherever” would mean the mission field of Zambia, Africa.

I met Angela through the Bible study she teaches, WANTED, and I grew tremendously through that study. The Lord then brought our paths together to walk alongside one another in ministry.

For a long time, I questioned the Lord, “What am I doing here?” But even in my questioning, I continued allowing Him to lead me.

As Angela and I ministered together and poured into women, I began to see something so clearly—even here in America, women need to know they are wanted by the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Then, in 2023, Angela came to me and said, “I’m going back to Africa.”

I was so happy for her. I thought, That is wonderful. She gets to go back.

Then she said the words I will always be thankful she said to me:

“I want you to pray about going with me.”

My immediate response was, “Angela, I’m not a missionary. I could never do that. No way. Not me.”

Honestly, I was comfortable where I was—behind the scenes.

If you knew where God had brought me from, you would understand why that felt so impossible. I was not comfortable speaking in front of people. I was so timid. I was just stepping out of a season of depression.
So I prayed.
I knew it would have to come from God for me to ever step outside of America.
Well, of course, He told me to go.
I was still nervous and still afraid, but I knew I had heard from Him, and I knew I had to walk in obedience.

We traveled to Zambia for the very first women’s conference. We taught WANTED. There I was, standing in front of 2,000 women and teaching.

God took me from behind the scenes to the front lines.

That trip taught me something so beautiful: those women needed to know they were loved and wanted by the King of Kings and Lord of Lords. They, too, needed what the women in America are searching for.

LOVE.

He is the missing piece in their lives.
It also taught me personally that obedience doesn’t always feel comfortable.
Faith doesn’t always come with a plan. And God doesn’t ask us to understand before He asks us to go.
He simply asks us to trust Him.

With every step, God began replacing my comfort with confidence—not confidence in myself, but confidence that He would equip me.
I learned to lean into the Word of God and Holy Spirit and to say yes even when I didn’t feel qualified.

Then, in 2025, we returned. This trip was different.
I taught a breakout session, and afterward, I will admit, I struggled with how I felt it went.

I questioned everything.

Did I mess up? Was I not listening to God correctly? Should I have prayed more?
But God was teaching me something.

The next day, the pastor who was with us taught almost the same thing I had taught. Afterward, I was just weeping.
God was speaking to my spirit and reminded me of 1 Corinthians 3:6:

“I have planted, Apollos watered; but God gave the increase.”

In that moment, God taught me that my responsibility is obedience. The increase belongs to Him.
That moment grew my faith in a way that I cannot completely put into words. I learned that I may not always understand the movement of God, but I can trust that HE is moving.

Africa has left a fingerprint on my heart that I don’t believe will ever fade. From the moment I first landed, I never expected the love I would have for the people to be as deep and as strong as it is.

The women.
The children.
The men.

They are all so incredibly special to me. And even though I was not able to go on the 2026 trip, it took everything in me to stay home. I needed to be with my son while he was going through some medical things.

That was another lesson in obedience.

Sometimes obedience means going, but sometimes it means staying and praying all day for the ones who are on the field. It means supplying needs from home or helping with anything they need while they are on mission.

I know God is not finished with me in Africa. I believe He will allow me to return—if He doesn’t split the sky first.

Africa changed every ounce of me and the way I look at this world.

It taught me that calling often begins where comfort ends.
It taught me that I don’t have to be qualified for God to use me.
It taught me that I don’t need to know the plan.
He has the plan.

Four years ago, I prayed, “Here am I; send me.”
I didn’t know where He would send me or what He would ask of me.

But I am so thankful I said YES!

“There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus.”
— Galatians 3:28

We may come from different places, speak different languages, and live very different lives, but in Jesus, we are one.

And perhaps that is one of the greatest things Africa has taught me:

We are never as different as I thought we were.

We are all loved by the same Father.
And we are all called to say,

“Here am I; send me.”

Mark your calendars! January 9th!!!

SAVE THE DATE! ✨

We’re gathering again… and this time, we’re being SENT!!

SENT FOR MORE Women’s Conference
Saturday, January 9, 2027
The Venue | Hartselle, Alabama

“As the Father has sent Me, I also send you.”
— John 20:21

There is so much behind the heart of this gathering that we cannot wait to share—including a very special purpose the Lord has placed before us. 🌍🤍

For now, mark your calendar and be on the lookout!
Conference details, speakers, registration, and more are coming soon.

You were made for more. Now it’s time to be SENT for more.

Testimony Spotlight! ✨🩷
Jane Botard Cross

She writes:

My journey with International African Missions really began in April 2022, when God brought Angela into my life through a mutual acquaintance. We started ministering together, became friends, and quickly realized we shared the same love for Jesus and for reaching others with the Gospel.

Then, for what seemed like no reason at all, I went and got a passport. I didn’t have a big plan or even know where I was going. I just felt like I was supposed to get one. But God already knew exactly what it would be used for. Not long after that, He made it very clear: “Go to Africa!”

During a bus trip to Botswana, God gave me the idea to write a children’s Bible study. That one little idea became Jesus Gonna Jesus, Throughout the Bible—and the rest truly is history!

Through IAM, I’ve had the opportunity to travel to Zambia, minister to thousands of children, teach God’s Word, and help provide biblical resources for children and ministry leaders. I’ve watched children who have very little in the way of material things worship Jesus with so much joy and freedom. Their hunger for the Word of God has humbled me, challenged me, and forever changed the way I look at ministry.

The Lord has shown me that sharing the Gospel doesn’t have to be fancy. God simply needs people who are willing to say yes; yes to going, giving, praying, teaching, and loving people right where they are.

God has continued to grow my opportunities with IAM by allowing me to serve in children’s and youth ministry and as Treasurer. He has also shown me that I don’t have to have my feet on the ground in Africa to be a missionary to Zambia. Missions happens every time we faithfully use what God has placed in our hands, no matter where our feet may be.

IAM has impacted my life in more ways than I could ever explain. The people of Zambia are no longer simply people I minister to, they are family. I went to Africa thinking I was going to pour into others, but God used the people there to pour so much into me. My heart was changed, my faith was strengthened, and God showed me that missions is so much bigger than I had ever understood.

When I look back, I can see how God connected every single detail! A mutual acquaintance, a new friendship, a seemingly random passport, a trip to Africa, and an idea for a children’s Bible study. None of it was random. God was writing a story that I couldn’t see yet.

When we make ourselves available, God will create the opportunities. We just have to be willing to say, “Here am I; send me.” Isaiah 6:8

And through it all, I’ve learned this: Jesus gonna Jesus, on an old dirt road in Texas, in a village in Africa, and anywhere there is a willing heart ready to say yes.

We wanted to take a moment to share the heart behind two ministries that are deeply connected—I AM His Ministries and International African Missions (IAM Women).

I AM His Ministries exists to call women into identity, healing, and purpose—to remind them who they belong to and who they were created for. It’s a ministry centered on surrender, growth, and walking fully in Jesus Christ alone.

Through that mission, we have partnered with IAM Women—an incredible group of African women who are on the front lines of ministry every single week. These women travel into villages, communities, and hard places to reach the hurting, the broken, and the forgotten with the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Angela Morgan, founder of I AM His Ministries, and daughter of Bobby Bonner, President of International African Missions, has seen the mission field firsthand. She has witnessed these women up close—their sacrifice, their faithfulness, and their unwavering commitment to serve. Many of them minister side by side with their husbands, pouring into the lives of the broken, caring for widows and orphans, and faithfully spreading the Gospel wherever God sends them.

I AM His Ministries supports IAM Women by:

• Going—being present on the ground, serving alongside them
• Giving—raising funds to meet practical needs
• Gathering—hosting fundraisers and conferences to bring awareness and support

This is more than a partnership—it’s a Kingdom connection. While we may be separated by oceans, we are united in purpose.

These women are not just ministering—they are transforming lives. They are bringing hope where there is despair, truth where there is confusion, and love where there has been loss.

And we get to be a part of that.

Thank you to everyone who prays, gives, and supports. You are helping carry the Gospel beyond borders. We love you so much! 🌍🤍

https://donorbox.org/iam-women-s-division

🌍🩷WE’RE GOING INTERNATIONAL! 🌍🩷

What began as a desire to see women known by Jesus and made known for Jesus is expanding beyond our borders!

We are so excited to announce that we have partnered with International African Missions Ministries Inc. as we step into what God is doing internationally.

This partnership is about more than a name or a logo. It’s about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Discipleship. Women. Missions. And making much of Jesus wherever He sends us.

God is opening doors for us to go beyond what is familiar—to serve, encourage, disciple, and come alongside women and the Church in Africa.

🙏 WILL YOU PARTNER WITH US IN PRAYER?

As we step into this new season, we don’t want to go alone. We need you praying with us.

Pray for:
🩷The Gospel to advance across Africa
🩷Women to encounter Jesus and be discipled in His Word
🩷Churches to be strengthened and equipped
🩷Souls to be saved and lives transformed
🩷God’s protection, wisdom, and provision for every mission opportunity
🩷That everything we do would make much of Jesus

If you’d like to learn more about IAM International African Missions and how you can partner with what God is doing, visit:

www.internationalafricanmissions.com

“I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.”
— Song of Solomon 7:10–11 KJV

His. Wherever. Whenever.
🤍🌍✝️

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