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Pastor Dennis Experiences Southern Hospitality in Columbia, SC

Report Summary submitted by Rev. John Culp, host and shalom friend of WorldHope Corps

Dennis arrived in Columbia, S.C. just in time to go to a USC football game. This was an Experience. He saw 85,000 fans yelling and hysteria in a stadium larger than anything in Malawi. The football game was a new experience and tailgating too. Just the expensive trucks and cars showed how wealthy the US is in relation to the rest of the world. He caught a football when the field goal kicker was practicing. 

Dennis also was able to see old friends who visited Mzuzu four years ago and they are planning another mission trip in June.  

Dennis spoke to three churches and several children groups on Sunday. 

We shared with him the history of slavery in SC. by visiting a memorial and the museum of SC.  Mzuzu uses the same hoe and tools today that we used here during plantation days . These villages in Malawi are 100 years behind us.  

A very special and Holy moment was when Dennis met our granddaughter, Regan, who is now six years old and cancer free.   When she was three months old with cancer, a miracle of grace happened and the cancer vanished. Out of gratitude, enough funds were raised to sponsor a new village well near a school that had no clean water. Dennis and WorldHope Corps drilled a deep well and named it Regan's Well--to the Glory of God!  

Dennis is such a blessing and we are thankful for his God given gifts and special visit to South Carolina.


Rev. John Culp, grandaugther Regan, John's daughter and Dennis Singini

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