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I'M GRATEFUL TO YOU!!!




When 2017 made a grand entrance, my heart was confident in the Lord to make it a year of satisfaction for me and for you as He promised.

Then came Save A Girl Child Outreach in January, when together, we led 69 girls to Jesus Christ, freely distributed 247 copies of the book TAMAR to the girls, educated and counseled them over sexual abuse.

March made a merry host to Eagle's Soar Conference during which you gave your resources, attended and together we led 9 youths to Jesus Christ and exposed 100 young people to a life changing encounter with the Holyghost.

July made a jolly introduction to Tamar's Pouch Conference, during which 50 young women were encouraged, strengthened and inspired to live fulfilled lives, knowing that God was obsessed with them.

And then the memorable JTOW outreach at Makoko. Together, we dewormed 250 children and ministered to well over 1000 people via the truth of the love of Jesus Christ, 25 sacks of books, clothes, shoes, beddings, toys and 5 cartons of biscuits.

How do I forget to mention that we had 20 young people encounter purpose at the numerous programs organized at the Birthplace Mentoring School?

It's all because God kept His promise of satisfaction and also because YOU BELIEVED AND STOOD BY THE BIRTHPLACE ASSIGNMENT.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!
MAY 2017 NOT LEAVE YOU DISSATISFIED!!
MAY 2018 BE THE YEAR OF THE BREAK OUT (NO BOUNDARIES, NO LIMITS) FOR YOU AND YOURS!!!
Do have a merry Christmas and a fulfilling new year!

Committed to your fulfillment
Anne Atulaegwu




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