Morris' Testimony:

I was born into the Mano tribe to a family of eight, including my father and mother.  My parents were farmers who grew rice and sugar cane.  When I was born, no one in my family knew the Lord, but as I grew older, I knew God existed.

At age five, I became sick with Measles.  Between the age of five and 10 years old, my mother tried many times and many different ways to find a cure for my eyes, but there was no cure.

At the age of 10, I was taken to the School for the Blind in Monrovia.  That's where I gave my life to Jesus through a missionary who use to come on our campus for Bible study three days a week.  During a Bible study lesson, he began to tell us about how Jesus died on the cross for our sins.  When the missionary got done saying this, he asked us who wanted to give their life to Jesus and I was one of those who gave my life to Jesus that day.  Then, I started going to church.

When the Civil War began in Liberia in 1989, the government started hunting for my tribe because they said the citizens of Nimba County (where I lived) were rebelling against the government.  For this reason, citizens of Nimba County were in great danger and were being killed.

In June, 1990, I was forced to leave Nimba and head to Bomi County for refuge.  While I was there, I had to stay in hiding because government soldiers were searching all over Liberia for any Nimbians.  It became necessary to change my name from Wo to Morris so as not to be found out.  I hid indoors for two months before the rebels arrived in Bomi County.

In 1992, a different rebel group drove us from Bomi Hills, and I had to walk for seven days with others through the bushes to get to Monrovia.  We traveled this way because it was dangerous to walk on the road where we could easily be hurt or killed by the rebels.

In Monrovia, I was finally reunited with my friends from the School of the Blind.  My friends and I started ministering for the Lord through our singing to people in Monrovia and throughout the surrounding areas.  We told people the good news of Jesus.  We told people that our hope lies in no one but Him because He is our protector.

I want to thank the almighty God for sparing my life from the beginning of the war until today.  I also want to thank Him for making it possible for us to come to the United States and be able to minister to people.  Through our singing, a lot of souls have been saved and many people tell us that they have been blessed.

Isaiah 1:18 Come let us reason together, though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow.

Psalm 27:10 If my father and mother forsake me, the Lord will lift me up.

Emmanuel's Testimony:

I was born to a Christian family from the Bassa tribe in Liberia.  I was raised primarily in Monrovia.

My father worked in construction building houses for a living and my mother worked as a farmer, raising grains and vegetables to sell at the market.

When I was two years old, I became sick with Measles.  My family had little money, so my parents could not afford medical care.  During the time I suffered from Measles, my parents began treating my eyes with "country medicines."  Due to the Measles and "country medicines" used to treat my eyes, I became blind.

My parents were downhearted about my becoming blind, especially since I was their first-born child.  Yet, they loved me dearly and continued to raise me themselves until I reached the age of 14.  This is when my parents heard about a school for the blind where they took me so I could get an education.

At the School for the Blind, there were American and Liberian missionaries.  In addition to our regular classes, we had daily Bible study and, in 1987 I accepted Jesus as my personal Lord and Savior.

My parents never lost hope for me to be a productive person and they took care of me until the age of 19.  Then, I began to live with a group of friends and we started our own singing ministry.  We began to minister through our music in Liberia and people were saved through our ministry.

In 1989, Liberia's civil war broke out. In 1990, the rebels invaded Monrovia and my family and I were forced to leave our home.  For five days, we walked to get to another county, where we stayed for three days.  Then, we left to travel to Buchana where we stayed for two years until things in Monrovia calmed down.  In the spring of 1992, I made my way alone back to Monrovia and met up with the friends I had known from the School for the Blind.  There, my friends and I began to minister through singing.  As a group, we were able to minister to the Liberian people while the war was going on.  As war continued, we were still on our feet singing, and people were receiving Jesus as their Lord and Savior.

In 1996, a huge amount of fighting broke out in Monrovia between the seven rebel groups.  That led to the death of thousands of Liberians.  Main parts of the city and people's homes were destroyed by fire from heavy weapons.  People lost their families, their children.  As blind persons, my friends and I did not have anywhere to go.  So, we were forced to leave our home.  We walked for eight hours to get to another suburb of Monrovia (Newkrutown).  There, we went to a nearby church to seek refuge.  While in Newkrutown, we were still ministering to people who lost their family members, children… and telling them about the Good News of Jesus Christ.  We were telling them not to lose hope and that the only hope we have is Jesus.  Also, at the church, we began to have morning and evening devotions and prayer.  Through this, many people became friends of ours.  Some joined the church because of our ministry and singing.

I want to thank Jesus for saving my life throughout the war and I want to thank him for keeping me alive to serve him.  I believe he has kept me alive because he wants me to work for him and I am going to work for the Lord until he calls me home to rest with him.  I want to thank God for giving me the opportunity to serve Him and to be a blessing to other people back home.  My Bible verse is Hebrew 13:6. The Lord is my helper. I will not fear what men shall do to me.

Michael's Testimony:

I was born into a Christian family.  At the age of two, I became sick with Measles and unfortunately I became blind.  When this happened, my mother was very discouraged because she had waited 12 years for a boy and I was her first.

My father had no time for me because he thought I would be of no use in society.  However, other Christian families encouraged my mother to pray that I would become something more.

When I was five, I began attending the School for the Blind in Monrovia, Liberia.  I was there until the civil war began.

I thank God for sparing my life during the war even though it was very hard and people were being killed around me all the time.

Lawson's Testimony:

I was born unto Mr. & Mrs. Koboi Jallah in a little town called Gortown on Tubmanburg Highway in Liberia.  I was born blind.  People told my parents that I was not useful in the society, and that there was no need for them to keep me.  However, my parents did not give up hope and cared for me until I grew up.  Then, in 1983, I was taken to the School for the Blind in Monrovia.

When I started at the School for the Blind, I did not know the Lord as I was from a Muslim background.  At the school, we had evening devotions each day, but I did not believe in Jesus Christ.

In 1987, some missionaries began coming to the school.  They told us about Jesus and how He died on the cross for our sins.  They told us that Jesus was willing to forgive everyone's sins no matter what they'd done.  After saying all these things, the missionaries asked us who wanted to know Jesus for themselves.  That's when I raised my hand to accept the Lord as my Personal Savior.

At that time, I had no special church to go to, but visited churches around the campus.  In 1989, when the civil war started, I left with Morris to go to my county (Bomi County) which was my home.

During my stay in Bomi, Morris and I went to a church called Bomi Evangelical where we would worship.  We were there until 1992 when a rebel group, called the ULIMO, attacked Bomi County.  Then, we fled and experienced many hard times.  There was fighting and killing all around us.

During the long years of war, I suffered pain and other hardships.  The was no food, no foot wear.  For a long time, I walked with my feet bare and the only clothes I owned were the ones on my body.  However, amidst these and other circumstances, I did not give up serving the Lord.  And through it all, the Lord has done wonderful things in my life.

Romans 5:8 "But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us."