You are Plan A (and there is no Plan B)

April 7, 2018

Life moves too slowly for me these days. I recently read an article (you can see it for yourself here) about the five things that people who love change need to know. The principles it discusses rang so true to me, because I do need to slow down and accept that change sometimes takes time. I’ve always held that a sense of urgency in everything you do is a virtuous quality, that probably started in bootcamp. We used to chant, at the behest of our company commanders to you slower shipmates, “Shipmate! Move with a sense of urgency, Shipmate!” we all thought it was kind of funny and ridiculous at the time, but we all got the point. Urgency is deathly serious sometimes. In my world of surgery and emergency medicine, urgency is often what makes the difference between life and death, and it is hard to turn that off. This makes me a good fit for these medical disciplines.

One of the biggest problems with this mindset is that when others do not share my sense of urgency, I get impatient, and more often, discouraged.

My sense of urgency for getting into the mission field is founded in the fact that there is need. The hospital is a busy place. They need extra hands, extra minds, and extra hearts. While I feel needed and appreciated most of the time in my current role as the main OR’s only surgical PA at my hospital, I know that there are a thousand other qualified PAs to fill my position if I were to suddenly cease to exist. In Togo, we don’t see PAs clambering over each other to work in a 40-bed hospital deep in the West African interior.

I will go, though.

The need is great, and the workers are few (sound familiar?). I cannot sit idly by while a need exists that I can fill. I cannot rightly remain comfortable in my large suburban home knowing that I have not given everything to serve those who have the most need.

Ever sicne returnign from my first few weeks in Haiti in 2010, if I allow my mind to really consider my current circumstances, I am filled with frustration at my own mediocrity. I have more than I need, as most of us do. I would sell everything and live from my meager positions in a seabag if it were feasible to do this with a family of five.

I LOVE to share the good news about Jesus with people in relatable and meaningful ways. I love to see God work in the hearts of unbelievers to realize that their life has purpose and meaning, that they are loved not only by me, but ny God, their creator. I want to be the one giving every ounce of my strength to heal and palliate disease and suffering.

From the time that the Lord first pricked my heart to give my life to easing the suffering of others and spreading the gospel to a hurting world to now has seemed exponentially longer than I ever wanted it to be. At 18 years old, I spent a couple of weeks living and working with some missionaries in Honduras. I saw the utter selflessness and joy that they experienced from a lifetime of giving themselves to God’s work, humanitarian aid, and gospel witness, and I knew that this was the life that God had planned for me someday.

It took so long to come to this place. There were so many experiences and hard lessons that I had to learn first. But here we are, on the verge of a momentous breakthrough, and my heart thumps inside of my chest in anticipation. I know my purpose. I’ve found meaning. I am actively and persistently pursuing that to which I and my family have been called. It is time!

But the process takes so excrucitatingly long. July 2018 might as well be a lifetime away as far as my heart is concerned. And then to realize that due to not being totally funded by our projected date, I may have to push back that departure time a full month! Oh boy, does that make my blood pressure climb.

Thank you to those of you who have found your God-given place in this Great Commission. Thank you for realizing that this is not my mission or my family’s mission, but the mission of the church of Jesus. Thank you for your sense of urgency, and love for the lost and suffering people in other nations.

Thank you for praying for us, and please continue to do so. Seek God’s will for your life, the resources that He has given you, and live it out with passion and consistency. We, the church, are God’s “Plan A,” and there is no “Plan B.” His will cannot be thwarted, no matter how formidable to adversary.

We were the ones called to make disciples of all nations. We were the ones called to ease the suffering of the sick. We were the ones called to give to the poor. We were the ones called to give all that we have and folow Jesus. We were the ones called to go unto all the nations. You are part of this, part fo the body. Don’t underestimate the role that God might have you to play in the spread of His Kingdom.

Be Resilient – the struggle is real but the outcome is foretold. 6 principles of resilience.

April 4, 2018

Well, this has been a busy few weeks. Between working a crazy amount of hours, my course work (working toward Advanced PA degree to better serve my patients here and in Togo), teaching PA students, fund raising, and all of the hundreds of things that need to be taken care of before leaving for the mission field, busyness has given birth to a great deal of stress.

I don’t know if you have ever been so busy that you struggle to be productive, but that’s where we are at right now. If not for the amazing stamina and ability of Elizabeth, I’d probably be in a stress-induced coma right now. I’ve been barely able to get out of the bed in the morning, and when I come home, even finding the energy to take a shower seems a chore.

I’ve encountered this kind of busyness and stress a few other times in my life. I think back to when I was a paramedic, working four 12+ hour night shifts every week while managing a full-time load in college, or PA school where we would be in class 9 hours per day and have another 8 hours of studying to do after class while practically living off bread and water for a couple of years.

Just when you think you can’t fit anything else into your schedule, something else gets added.

During my hour or so commute into and home from work, I like to listen to audio books. They are a nice escape from the utter boredom and monotony of the drive. Some of the books I’ve been listening too lately have had a common theme, resilience.

One was about the resilience of the Dietrich Bonhoeffer, the resilience of soldiers in the second world war, the resilience of Paul in the face of Christian persecution in Rome, and the resilience of missionaries in Africa at the turn of the 20th century. These stories have been humbling, and encouraging. One recent podcast I heard asked the question, “What has happened to the gritty missionaries?” and gave examples like CT Studd, Jim Elliot, Rachel Saint, and Hudson Taylor (if you don’t know who these people are, I strongly suggest looking them up).

And then there was one more book written by a researcher on the psychological strategies of Navy SEALS who are successful with their arduous training. It gave some excellent principles of resiliency that we might all benefit from in the face of difficult times.

Here they are:

#1: You are responsible for absolutely everything

  • Stop Pointing the finger and trying to blame others. Realize that you and you alone are responsible for your own life. If you want to do something, do it. Take extreme ownership.

#2: He who has a why to live can bear almost any how

  • Pursue a mission. When you have a higher purpose – a mission – grit, self-discipline, perseverance, and incredible mental toughness is a natural consequence. So find your “why”.

#3: Create a mental trigger to get through the direst situations

  • Create a mental image – a “trigger” – of the one thing in this world that is most important to you. When you face the direst of situations or are on the brink, pull the trigger and remind yourself of this image.

#4: Systems, processes, and discipline equals freedom

  • Create a daily routine. Create systems and processes in your life so that you can get things done faster and more efficiently

#5: The 4 keys to mental toughness

  1. Set goals. Set bite-sized goals. Focus on what is right in front of you, not on all the pain and suffering yet to come. Create small goals that move you toward a larger goal – your mission, your “higher purpose”.
  2. Mentally prepare. Mentally visualize any tough situations you need to go through in order to train your mind to remain calm, cool, and collected during these stressful situations rather than going into it’s instinctive “fight, flight, or freeze” mode.
  3. Master self-talk. Talk to yourself positively. Create a powerful prayer, memorize a bible verse, or a short, encouraging statement of your own making to repeat to yourself in times of hardship.
  4. Arousal control. When in incredibly demanding and stressful situations, practice the 4×4 deep breathing technique (take a breath in for 4 seconds and out for four seconds). It will help to physiologically override your brain and body’s instinctive stress response and get your mind and body back in the game.

#6: The 3 components of resilience

  1. Have a mission. A higher purpose. The relates directly back to principle #2 – he who has a why can bear almost any how
  2. If applicable to your own life, use the power of teamwork to achieve specific goals.
  3. Reframe difficulty as growth. See failure, hardship, and pain not as something to be avoided but as something to be embraced as a way to develop oneself and grow.

#7: The 40% rule

  • When you feel like you’re done and can’t possibly do any more, realize that you’re still only at 40% mark. You’ve still got 60% left in the tank, so roll up those sleeves, grit those teeth, and push on.


To achieve goal, we must experience mistakes, stumbling, failure, and disappointment. In medicine, ministry, and life these are daily experiences. The resilient people get back to their feet, dust off their pants and, like Captain America, look that obstacle or failure in the eye and say “I can do this all day.”

Here are some Bible verses that have been helpful for me, and knowing the context of each as a source of inspiration is also helpful:

Joshua 1:9 Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”

2 Timothy 1:7 For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline.

Ephesians 6:10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power.

Philippians 4:13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.

Micah 7:8 Do not gloat over me, my enemy!
Though I have fallen, I will rise.
Though I sit in darkness,
the Lord will be my light.

John 16:33 “I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”

Romans 8:18 I consider that our present sufferings are not worth comparing with the glory that will be revealed in us.

Galatians 6:9 Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.

Hebrews 10:36 You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised.

2 Timothy 2:15 Do your best to present yourself to God as one approved, a worker who does not need to be ashamed and who correctly handles the word of truth.

1 Corinthians 16:13 Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be courageous; be strong.


I’m preaching to myself right now, but in a world that seems increasingly hostile to those who stand firm in their faith, remember that we are not at war with mankind, but with principalities, and our strength comes from the Lord.

Psalm 28:7 The LORD is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him.


QOTW #15: What kind of animals are in Togo?

March 25, 2018

Time for a fun question! What kinds of animals will we encounter?

I need to talk to some of the folks already at the hospital to find out what they encounter regularly, but I’ve done a little research and have discovered some pleasant surprises (and a few not-so-pleasant ones).

This is not an exhaustive list. I’m just picking some of the highlites with the guidance of my daughter.

Mammals of Togo… these just make me happy!

The Western Tree Hyrax

The African Bush Elephant

The potto

Bush babies (oh my gosh, I’m dying…)


Patas monkey

Tantalus monkeys

Mona Monkeys

Diana Monkey

Olive baboon

King Colobus

Common chimpanzee

Africa brush-tailed porcupine

Forest Giant squirrel

Four-toed hedgehog

Rufous mouse-eared bat

Yellow-winged bat

Giant pangolin

Long-tailed pangolin

Tree pangolin

Northwest African Cheetah (Maeve’s favorite animal in “the whole wide world!”)



West Africa Lion

African leopard

Rusty-spotted genet

We just finished reading Riki-Tiki-Tavi together so these mongoose species are also among her favorites

Slender mongoose

Egyptian mongoose

Spotted hyena


Striped polecat

Pumba! (warthog)

Red river hog



Red-footed gazelle


Maxwell’s duiker


Bohor reedbuck

Now for the reptiles

Bell’s hinge-back tortoise

Common agama

spotted house gecko

Fat tail gecko

Fire skink

Savannah monitor

African rock python

Ball python

Centipede eater

Striped house-snake

Rhinoceros viper

Western green mamba

Black-necked spitting cobra

Slende-nosed crocodile


ghost mantis

there is a seemingly infinite number of species of butterflies in Togo as well

QOTW #14: Why Medical Missions?

March 6, 2018

Vincent van Gogh’s painting ‘The Good Samaritan’

There are innumerable resources available, especially in recent years, on missions. Missiological studies, missionary profiles, research on unreached people groups, the impact (both good and bad) of missions on the populations they have gone to serve and disciple.

But, you would be hard pressed to find much written on medical missions. Traditionally, medical work has been seen as a recent add-on to mission.

In fact, Medical Missions, as we know them have only been around since the 19th century. But, I believe that medical mission has always been part of the ministry of the church.

First, the Bible is clear that sickness is not a purely naturalistic matter. Jesus interlinked preaching and healing throughout his ministry. Some examples are found in Matthew 8:16, 9:35, 12:10, 12:15, 14:14, 14:36, 15:30, 19:2, 21:14, Luke 4:40, 5:15, 5:17, 6:18, 9:11.

The story that stands out most to me is the parable of the Good Samaritan, who, when religious leaders passed by a man who had been beaten and robbed, a lowly Samaritan loaded the man on his donkey, took the man to an inn and payed for him to remain there until he was healed.

There are many examples of how interlinked ministry and healing are throughout the new and old testament. So if ministry and healing were so interlinked in Jesus’ ministry, then there must be an element of healing that is important for the purposes of reaching people with the gospel.

Often you will hear of medical mission as being the “tip of the spear” in world missions. I believe that this is for two reasons, first, medical care is a global need. There are doors that a medical professional can enter that a pastor may not be able to, this allows Jesus-following medical professionals to sometimes be the pioneer missionaries to a region. The second reason I think the analogy of the spear works is that seeing to the physical needs of a person pierces to the heart of their need. Physical maladies aside, the real true healing we need can only come from the promises of the gospel.

Medicine may provide the life-saving so that the person with receptive to the soul-saving.

QOTW #13: What Does Togo Look Like?

February 27, 2018


Google map of Hopital Baptiste Biblique

I am asked frequently if I’ve ever been to Togo (or even Africa). When I tell most people no, the look I get, for a split second usually appears to be saying, “Are you kidding me?!”

I know, it seems crazy to move somewhere as a family for a year without ever having set foot on the continent. I totally get it. You wouldn’t move your family to Nashville for a job without first checking the town out, touring some schools, visiting a few churches and checking out some homes. I wouldn’t either.

But this is different, kind of. At first, I was adamantly against moving my family somewhere I had never been and fully intended to spend a few weeks there first. And there are days still where I want to take a week off from work to travel to the hospital for a shrot fact-finding mission. And, who knows, I still might.

But the really cool thing is that we have the internet, and we know people there. We have contacts who have raised three generations of their own families there. We have talked to people who have lived there for anywhere from 6 mos to the last 20 years. We know ABWE, our mission organization, has been in the region for 100 years, and missionary family have been living on the mission hospital campus and in the surrounding town for 30 years.

Check it out for yourself… please. I’d love to hear and see what you’ve discovered about Togo, the towns of Tsiko,  and Adeta and the surrounding region.

The link above will take you to the hospital’s coordinates in Google maps, and there is also a 360-degree panoramic shot of the hospital campus (I literally just discovered this, and it is gorgeous!).

The Old Man in The Airport

February 12, 2018

“Honestly, you can’t blame anyone for the condition of this place,” I tried to console myself. I was hot, hungry, exhausted and more than a little cranky. I had, after all, been sitting on that hot pavement for more than 4 hours without so mcuh as an announcement on the overhead speakers. The airport was just a few miles from the epicenter from a recent earthquake. International aid workers corwded ever square foot of the half-collpased airport. You could tell because they all had their credentials on their sleeves and hanging by lanyards around the necks. I hadn’t heard anyone speak English since I said goodbye to my team earlier that morning.

By noon, the terminal was stiflingly hot and humid. We all stunk. The whole airport smelled like a lockerroom. I could tell most of the aid workers, gripping tightly to their boarding passes and passport and sweating through the apparent uniform of the day, khaki short sleeve button up shirts and wide brim hats, hadn’t been able to bathe in days. I kind of stood out, wearing a blue t-shirt and loose khaki pants with surf mocs. I took a shower, a very cold, gravity-fed shower the night before, but I still stunk just as bad as everyone else.

I was trying to block out the chaos and heat by getting into a new book, but from a distance, I could see a Haitian man, in a suit, weaving his way through the crowd toward me. I pretended not to notice him until it became obvious that he was trying to get my attention.

“Excuse me sir,” he smiled warmly. He exuded the calm confidence of a politician, “are you going to Miami?”

I think it took me a moment to respond, taken a little off guard by the English fluency.

“Yessir, can I help you?”

I still was really uncertain of my surroundings. I’d spent the better part of the last two weeks in the aftermath of this earthquake struggling fruitlessly to find anything familiar about the beautiful Haitian culture and the amazing people that called it home.

“My father is over there,” he pointed to the oldest person, probably in all of Haiti. “Can you help him get to his car in Miami when you get to the airport? They will be waiting for him outside the terminal.”

The old man looked friendly enough, he smiled with a toothless grin from a distance, raising his black plastic bag that he was using for a suitcase. He was wearing a blazer and a tie with mismatched slacks and black leather shoes shined to a high gloss.

I shrugged, “I don’t know. I guess I can.”

“May I?” he grabbed my copy of God’s Smuggler, a gift I’d received from my gradnma only a week before I had left for Haiti. He opened the front cover and began scribbling down his name, address and phone number.

“Are you a believer, sir?” he asked me. His eyes felt like they were probing my very soul.

“I am.”

“Then, when you return home to your church, send them greetings from their brothers at the Baptist Bible Church in Port-au-Prince. Tell them that we know that they are praying for us, and tell them that we lost more than half of our congregation, but we are filled with joy and hope because of their prayers.” He punctuated his sentence by shoving the book back into my hands.

I could feel a tear start running down my cheek.

His face softened, “are you okay?”

I tried to smile. I wiped the tear and summoned the strength to answer without choking up.

“It’s been an emotional couple of weeks.”

He nodded like man who had knew sorrow.

He motioned for his father to come over. He seemed concerned by the solemn looks on our faces. Pastor Jean and I both quickly recognized his discomfort and smiled intently.

He didn’t speak a word of English and I only knew a few phrases in Creole.

He said goodbye and moved past the ticket counter, and the pastor was quickly lost to us in the sea of aid workers and UN troops. The old man, whose name I can’t remember anymore, held tightly to my backpack as we wove through the surging crowds. When we got to our gate, the flight had been delayed 3 hours, so we found a place to sit, and waited. I must have become engrossed in my book, because at one point I looked up, and the old man was gone.

I was entrusted with ONE THING and I blew it before even boarding our plane. I stood upon a chair to look around the terminal for the old man. As I was looking one direction, felt a tug on my leg. it was the oldest living man in all of Haiti, and he was holding two warm, skinny, foil-wrapped sandwiches, both at least a food long, and handed me one, proudly. To this day, I cannot figure out where he got the food. That place was a circus, but I did not see any place in the half-collapsed terminal where weird hot sandwiches were being sold.

He grinned as if to say, “looks who’s taking care of who.”

I’d never seen a sandwish quite like this one, though. It appeared to have slices of deli ham, some kind of melted white cheese, wilted green onions, cabbage (I think it ws cabbage), and, of all things, ketchup.

It was almost 3 o’clock in the afternoon, I hadn’t eaten anything all day, and what I had been eating was mostly dry tuna from cans for the last few days, so I enjoyed it anyway.

Minutes later, I spotted a vendor seeling cold bottles of coke. I bought two, gave one to my new friend, and we sat silently until our flight boarded.

Somehow, this old man got first boarding privileges and argued with the person colelcting boarding passes that, since I was with him, I also got to share the privilege of boarding first. So I boarded first.

All I can remember from the flight was showing him how the seat belts worked and how to aim the air vent away from his head when he got cold.

Once we got off the plane, I had to figure out how to get him to his ride, who I was assured would be waiting for us, and would know us before we knew them, and timing it right so that I could make my next flight in less than an hour, which meant I had to go through customs and immigration first.

I took the old man to the immigration line. He reluctantly walked to the booth with his Haitian passport in hand. The old man seemed to be frustrated and was pointing excitedly at me. I can just remember thinking “please stop pointing at me”. At that poitn, the INS officer motioned for me to come talk to him too.

“Do you know this man?” the INS officer asked, obviously exasperated.

“I just met him in Port-au-Prince. His son asked me to stay with him and make sure he made it safely to his ride outside.”

The INS officer spoke to the old man in Creole, then addressed me again.

The agent explained the situation: “He wanted you moved to the front of the line with him. I have been trying to explain that you go through a different line if you’re and American, but since you have another flight to catch, I’m just going to let you through so you can help him find his ride.”

I was humbled. The old man somehow knew how to work the system better than I did.

Within minutes, we were outside the Miami terminal, two really big, Haitian-American men walked up to him, took his bag and took him by the arm. One of them smiled, shook my hand and said a thickly accented “Thank you.” The old man appeared to know who they were, and they appeared to know who he was. He smiled and waved.

That was the last I saw of the old man, but I think about him and his son, the pastor who lost more than half of his congregation in that 2010 earthquake, often.

This is just one of the hundreds of examples of how God strategically places us, in strategic positions, to help one another. And how He somehow can make our blessings to another person become a blessing to us. It’s how God works things out for those who trust Him.

QOTW#12: How do donations work?

February 6, 2018

First, allow me justify the sense of urgency in our updates an letters. We need to get to the mission ASAP. With a patient load of about 20,000 patients per year in the clinics and more in the hospital, there are currently only two doctors working there. One is a family practice physician and one is a pediatrician. There is also a surgeon there, the only surgeon, who cannot possibly keep up with the need for surgery, and he is also the hospital’s administrator, which leaves much less time for anything but emergency surgeries. Recently, the hospital just lost a physician after their daughter became ill. This hopital desperately needs a full compliment of healthcare providers like doctors and PAs of at least 5 or 6. Samaritan’s Purse has recently taken notice of the need as well and is sending out emergency requests for physicians, PAs and NPs to come to the hospital immediately.

This is an emergency need, and one that you can help with.

There has been a deal of confusion on how our funding works, so let me explain how this works for missionaries.

We have a target amount that we have to reach to be fully funded in order to leave in July of this year. BUT July is not our deadline to raise these funds. Our deadline is more like the end of March. 

Here’s why: to move overseas requires a lot of preparation. The majority of that preparation, and estimated $10,000-$20,000, most of which is coming from our own savings, goes toward getting there, it’s called passage. That includes plane tickets, shipping costs, visas, needed equipment and other living expenses. Most of that comes directly from our pocket. So this comes a significant personal expense (and one that we don’t consider to be a sacrifice considering that we are investing in God’s work, obviously). But, these expenses, for the most part, these are not refundable expenses. In fact, we cannot even leave until we are FULLY FUNDED!

So, in order to GO, we must be SENT. If we are not fully funded by the end of March we are probably not going. That doesn’t mean that the monthly payments start coming in immediately, it means that we have about $5000 of monthly promised income from supporters. Currently, we have about $175 in currently monthly support. We are expecting some lump sums, about $15,000 from The River, $2,500 from another church in Oakdale, and we have a meeting with one more church today.

We will apply for visas (which may take up to 3 months to get) once we are 50% funded. Currently, we are currently about 29% funded. We have a LONG way to go.

One time donations are expected and very welcomed! We need them. But we also need monthly support, and we need it soon.

Thank you for your continued prayers and support.


Warmest regards,


Zach and Elizabeth Greenlee


QOTW#11 – How can I be praying for you?

February 1, 2018

The following is from an email I sent out to those who have already signed up for our prayer group. If you would like to sign-up as well, there is a link at the end to sign up for the prayer group list.

Elizabeth and I are so grateful to have so many sign-up to be a regular prayer resource for us. You might have already received an email from us if you signed up for our email updates. This group is different. While I will try to send out about 1-2 of those “mission update” group emails per month, I would really rather only send personal correspondence to those of you in this group. We had about 50 people sign-up for this group, and most of you also left your phone number with us.

While you read the rest of this email, if you could find a quiet place to sit without distraction for a few minutes to consider what being part of this group means, it would warm our hearts.

I hope you can find a quiet moment in your day to imagine with me what it is like to pack up 10 suitcases with everything you and your family of five will need for 1 year in an African country.

Imagine leaving your job, leaving your extended family, your friends, your church, your pets, your home, and everything that is familiar to you to go somewhere you’ve never been, that is so different that you couldn’t even read the street signs, if there are any at all to read.

Imagine answering God’s call to move someplace where animals like deadly black mambas and leopards roam the night, where you don’t recognize a single plant, or insect, and have no idea what is safe or what is poisonous or aggressive.

Imagine what it would be like to take your family to a region known for malaria illness, in the heart of a tropical jungle landscape, where heat and humidity both range in the 90’s simultaneously nearly year-round.

Imagine going somewhere where you know absolutely no-one, not even the other missionaries.

Imagine going a year without your favorite soda, food, access to a quick snack, and you have to bleach all of your fruit and vegetables before you can consume them.

Imagine not knowing if you will have a job waiting for you when you return home.

Imagine the effect of the chaotic and completely alien culture that these three children, Elizabeth and I will be frenetically trying to navigate. Imagine the culture shock when returning home after a year away from electronic media, friends, the news, or the evolving culture. That’s a year of birthdays, Thanksgiving, Christmas, 4th of July, Easter, New Years and other important life events from funerals and weddings, to the birth of babies and illnesses of friends and family.

Consider the daily task of having to ask people, hundreds of people, few of whom even respond, for money to make this happen. Imagine having to raise $70,000 while applying for visas, getting immunizations, arranging to rent out your home, pack up your belongings for storage, figure out how you will be educating your kids, while also not being able to stop working the typical 50-60 hour work week, and continuing to follow through on family obligations.

If you can imagine any of this for just a second, I’m sure you can see why we are seeking prayer partners.

Over the next several weeks, either Elizabeth or I will be giving you a phone call to set up a time to get some coffee, dessert, or even sit down for dinner. To Elizabeth and I, this is the most important part of preparing for this huge leap of faith. And we look forward to developing a praying community and having regular opportunities to talk, pray and discuss this mission and everything that goes into it.

Thank you for signing up for this group. You are about to become the most important people in our lives. And we pray a thousand blessings for you and your heart for seeing the gospel spread into West Africa through the ministries of healing, service, and discipleship.

Zach Greenlee

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QOTW #10: Can you come speak at my church?

January 26, 2018

Really rural Haiti in 2015. Elizabeth and I were all over the Haiti countryside setting up mobile clinics with a small team of ABWE missionaries

Can you come speak at my church? (or, alternatively, how can I arrange for you to come speak at my church?)

I will answer this question from two perspectives.

For the church attender/member:

We would love to. If you are a member of a church and would like me to come speak there, or think that your church might be interested in hearing from us about the mission, please pray about it, then talk to your pastor. Give them our contact information and let us know that you have done this so that we can follow up.

Pastors face a lot of competition for pulpit time. There are so many causes, events, and announcements that are vying for a congregational address that it can be hard for pastors to work in a missionary talk. While, from a missions perspective, I find this a lamentable mis-prioritization of the mission of the church, it is a reality that I am also sympathetic too.

A church may decide to have us speak to the congregation directly during a service, have a special missions event on a weekday evening, have us just simply attend a service and be available in the foyer with our mission information and prayer cards, or to mention this mission in their announcements. Whatever the church believes is the most efficient and impactful way to partner with us as missionaries, we are open to

For Pastors:

We would love to meet the congregation of the church. We are not just looking for financial support (although, right now, at our currently funding level, this is a very high priority), we are looking for a relationship and to be in community with our brothers and sisters in Christ. We desire to expand our network of prayer and bolster the sending – and going – culture of fellow followers of Christ.

If you would like to have us visit your church, on a Sunday, for a missions dinner, for a missions Bible study, or just be available after a service to have conversations about the mission, we would be more than happy to oblige. Just this last week, I spoke to students at a small private school about our past missions and our future mission, and why Jesus commands us to go and to send.

Some ideas on how we might involve your church:

  • Attend a missions/prayer meeting
  • Hold a special bible study on missions
  • Attend a small group
  • Give a presentation during the service
  • Attend a luncheon
  • Spend an evening with some missions-minded folks from the congregation

Please feel free to contact us at: [email protected] 

-or leave a comment 🙂


January 19, 2018

It is an interesting question, and I understand the reason I get this question so often. Often this question is preceded by “Are you going with a religious organization?”

What is ABWE?

ABWE is a decidedly “religious” organization. In fact, it is a missionary agency that has over 900 missionaries in, last I heard, 70 different countries. ABWE stands for Association of Baptists for World Evangelism. There are hundreds of ministries conducted through the agency, including theological education, evangelism, church planting, and my personal favorite, medical missions. Among the three hospitals that ABWE has built and operates worldwide, there are also clinics and short term medical assignments where “mobile clinics” are temporarily established for the purposes of health education, vaccination programs and even a sort of urgent care service. I’ve been on three of these short term medical missions with ABWE in the past.

One thing I love about ABWE is how responsible they are with their medical mission work. While some less reputable agencies may be accused of medical tourism, ABWE consistently employs the internationally accepted best practices for short term medical missions by supporting and augmenting indigenous medical services, when present. ABWE seeks to support responsible mission stations in-country through their medical missions, and always has well trained leader with years of experience working in austere and cross-cultural medical environments. One of my major concerns, when selecting an agency, had to do with their approach to medical ethics. ABWE has a long history of responsible medical mission management with top notch medical and surgical care regardless of the austerity of the region. And ABWE is incredibly transparent. That’s of critical importance in global health practice.

Baptist though?

Well, yes. ABWE has baptist right there in the name. However, they are not affiliated with the Southern Baptist Convention, or, to my knowledge, any other baptist denomination. The theology of the organization is solidly baptistic, and so are Elizabeth and I. We had to affirm ABWE’s doctrine statement to be commissioned by the agency, which we did without reservation. Read it here for yourself. However, ABWE has nearly always crossed denominational lines, working with sending and supporting churches from a number of denominations because we all have the same mission in mind and are ecumenical (insomuch as ecumenism is defined in this case by the move toward unity among Christian groups) in nature.

ABWE also frequently works with and provides needed support to other mission agencies when the need arises and has been seamlessly supported by other mission agencies like Samaritan’s Purse, World Medical Mission, and Missionary Aviation Fellowship. Our sending church is non-denominational, and some of our other supporting churches are also independent non-denominational or from the Christian Reformed tradition. Interestingly, I’m still working on getting some baptist churches on board with us, which is kind of complicated since many of them give substantial financial support to the International Mission Board directly, a great mission organization affiliated with the Southern Baptist Convention.

You still haven’t answered the question… WHY ABWE?!

Well, there’s no reason to get upset…

Actually, I just wanted to discuss another important reason, and this heading is a lazy way to segway into that.

ABWE has a hospital in Tsiko, Togo that is strategically located to reach and be reached by people from the three countries surrounding Togo for medical and surgical care. As a result of this, lives and hearts are touched from several different people groups, religions, cultures and, as a result, lives are changed every day. Through the ministry of healing, the soul-saving news of the gospel has reached into and is reaching into places that have never heard it before. There is a need for my specific type of training as a surgical and emergency medicine physician assistant. I want, more than anything, to ease suffering and liberate people from the bondage of illness, chronic pain, and spiritual darkness. This specific mission hospital, this specific ministry, this specific opportunity provides just such an opportunity for you and me to do just that.