Mag ik jullie voorstellen ...

YWAM wil betrokken zijn in 8 gebieden van onze maatschappij: gezinnen, onderwijs, gezondheid, media, kerk, economie, wetenschap, kunst & entertainment.

Zendelingen die werkzaam zijn bij, met of in YWAM moeten werken aan hun eigen ondersteuning. YWAM betaalt haar medewerkers niet, omdat de filosofie is dat het belangrijk is om zoveel als mogelijk mensen betrokken te maken met zendingswerk. Die ondersteuning kan praktisch zijn, biddend en/of financieel. Voordat zendelingen actief het zendingsveld in kunnen gaan is het voor velen goed om eerst aan een goede ondergrond te werken.
Voor Europeanen en Amerikanen is het makkelijker om ondersteuning te krijgen, dan voor iemand uit Azie of Afrika.

Een van onze mede-studenten vroeg of zij ook iets op onze blog mocht plaatsen. Misschien voel jij je aangesproken om haar op welke manier te onderstenen. Wil haar dan mailen, zodat ze bemoedigd wordt door jullie reacties.

Ik zal ook een foto van haar er bij zetten, zodat je weet wie Ilze is.


My name is Ilze de Kock and I grew up in a small community called Roodewal in Worcester. A city 1 hour drive by car from Cape Town.

Roodewal is known for gang communities, drug abuse, alcohol abuse and high unemployment. There is a saying that nothing good can come out of Roodewal. My parents separated when I was still a child and being a single mum with 4 children was difficult. My mother would life off selling drugs and alcohol. My mother remarried twice and I ended up living for short periods with my extended family.
I faced lots of rejection within my family and felt a lack of belonging in the family as I was the only child from the first father. As the eldest child I was expected to look after my brothers and sisters and always felt burdened. I did not experience much freedom in my childhood. I was always busy working, doing jobs in the house, like babysitting and housecleaning. Leaving me envious of the children who did experience love and freedom within their own families. Growing up in an environment where drugs and alcohol was freely available brought along also emotional and physical abuse.

Before finishing High School, I became involved in selling alcohol and after finishing High School I also began selling drugs. I also began to abuse myself by using substances. Everything worsened and became more out of my control. The last few years before I became a Christian I was severely depressed and had suicidal intentions. I could not escape my own pain. I cried out to God for help, because I always knew He was there, somewhere. When I became a Christian God started to break down the walls I have created in my heart.
It is only when God told me to do the Family Ministry School, which has a primary focus on prevention and training people in building families on Godly principles and in family restoration, He gave me compassion for families. However, it was during the week when we had teachings about Parenting, that God revealed me how many scars I have. Then God started with a time of restoration. He started to speak to me. Giving me the vision and the desire to study His word. And it grew daily inside of me. The more I received healing, the more intense the desire grew to study God’s word and teach others His word.

Before I started the Family Ministry School I knew I was called to teach and proclaim God’s word, but it was still far in the future. I thought. But the last month I felt the time is now and that I needed to respond to God’s calling on my life. I feel God is leading me to apply for the 9 month intensive SBS bible school in Taiwan. As well as the Titus project, that will equip me to teach the Word. I am considering joining the Teaching team for a year gaining experience to teach God’s word under the school mentors.

Please pray and consider how you can be part of my ministry, by means of prayer or financial contribution.

If you want to support me or you want to know more about me and my vision and plans, please send me an email to ilze@ywamworcester.com.

I am happy to answer all of your questions.

With Love, Ilze