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Love Breaks Through
The horror of knowing that premature babies were dying unnecessarily was too much for outspoken, determined Katie Mackinnon. Unable to persuade their mothers to care for them, she took them into her own home. This is the story of how God provided for Katie and her adopted babies; of how through the life of an ordinary individual He did extraordinary things. Katie Mackinnon is a missionary with the Africa Inland Mission. Lynda Neilands is a freelance writer, now living in Belfast. Her husband is a church pastor and they have two children.
192 pages, Paperback
First published December 31, 1969
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February 9, 2025
“Imagine getting a letter about a nurse in Kenya who from her own missionary allowance takes care of ten babies in her own home. We live in a time when egoism reigns supreme and then one hears of a person who gives all she has: her time, her energy, her love, and all her money, to take care of ten little Kenyan babies” and fulfill her “calling to rescue babies from hunger, neglect, poverty and death.” That must be someone who loves the Lord very much and wants to use her special talent to care for babies, in His service.”
Katie was not your typical missionary. “A bemused, yellow-faced figure wearing clothes fashionable around the time that Santa Claus was in nappies–that is the stereotyped image of a missionary on furlough…Religious friends, to my mind, fell in the same category as walking-sticks and hearing-aids–with any luck I wouldn’t be needing one for a good fifty years…Graciousness just wasn’t my style.”
“I wasn’t in any danger of sprouting wings…In my mind’s eye, God was a God of the clenched fist, poised to consign me to hell.” But Jesus came as “a shepherd with arms out-streched to receive me…I found it impossible to conceive how anyone could know Jesus and not wake up each morning feeling as if the whole world had been redecorated.” And I feasted “on this vision of a love that promised to accept me warts and all.”
In this book you will read about how Katie Mackinnon moved from Litein, to Mulango and from there to Kitui, and the lessons she discovered along the way. “I learned not to evaluate myself according to what I did, but according to who I was in Christ. I no longer saw myself primarily as Katie, a wiped-out missionary on furlough - but as Katie, the child of the King of Love.”
Katie was not your typical missionary. “A bemused, yellow-faced figure wearing clothes fashionable around the time that Santa Claus was in nappies–that is the stereotyped image of a missionary on furlough…Religious friends, to my mind, fell in the same category as walking-sticks and hearing-aids–with any luck I wouldn’t be needing one for a good fifty years…Graciousness just wasn’t my style.”
“I wasn’t in any danger of sprouting wings…In my mind’s eye, God was a God of the clenched fist, poised to consign me to hell.” But Jesus came as “a shepherd with arms out-streched to receive me…I found it impossible to conceive how anyone could know Jesus and not wake up each morning feeling as if the whole world had been redecorated.” And I feasted “on this vision of a love that promised to accept me warts and all.”
In this book you will read about how Katie Mackinnon moved from Litein, to Mulango and from there to Kitui, and the lessons she discovered along the way. “I learned not to evaluate myself according to what I did, but according to who I was in Christ. I no longer saw myself primarily as Katie, a wiped-out missionary on furlough - but as Katie, the child of the King of Love.”
July 15, 2024
A wonderful read of a life filled with miracles, hope, perseverance & a lot of hard work
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