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HospiVision: Oasis - Touching Lives Giving Hope

I humble myself to you all in request for your help in anyway possible but mostly and for most you can help by prayer.

On my visit to a public hospital yesterday I stumbled across The Lords’s grace and mercy through people that work for a company known as HospiVision: OASIS.

These people are Canadian missionaries that are trying to install faith and hope to Patients whom are most infected by HIV/AIDS. They provide them with meals and clothes but what got my attention and humbled me was the way they treat the patients that go there for mostly the food. But there is actually more- they do not only feed these people but also feed their souls.

It is amazing when The Lord touches you for a second and third time. My dear friends I have faith in the Lord and as each and every email with a prayer request comes in I pray to Jesus that he gives the power to be helpful to you all and I pray everyday for things to be of Jesus choosing and ways.

The Lord Jesus, in one of his journeys he came across a man that was blind and this man had heard of The Healer the son of The Lord Jesus Christ and he came to him and asked “ Lord, please give me sight”… Jesus touched him once and asked him what he saw… the man said “I see men standing around from afar but they are not clear”… Jesus touched him again and asked “what do you see now?” the man said… “I see faces but they are still not clear” Jesus touched him for the third time and asked him what he sees, the man replied: “I SEE YOU MY LORD”

May the lord be praised and glorified because my dear friends He is there for us and we need to see him in front of us and the work that He is doing in our lives. Have faith and hope always, never stop believing.

The work that these people at Oasis is to teach people about The Lord and to bring those who have lost it because they do not see The Lord in front of them. They are a none profit organisation, please help in anyway possible.


Please forward this or share it with anyone/organisation that has interest in donating clothes/food and monetary sponsorship such as Woolworth’s, pick ‘n pay, virgin mobile/ cellc/ MTN, government departments and so on.

You can contact Paul Watson directly on 072 686 4121/ 012 354 2185 for more information or arrangements for any donations you have. And you can visit their website on www.hospivision.org.za or email oasis@hospivision.org.za .

The little you can will be much appreciated.

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