SOVEREIGN GRACE BAPTIST MISSION
International – Papua New Guinea / Malawi Africa
P.O. Box 60150 Ndirande Bt. 6 Blantyre Malawi /
P.O. Box 233 – Mt Hagen (WHP) Papua New Guinea
Tanggi Mission Station – North Koroba, Hela Province, PNG
Missionary / Evangelist: Peter A. Halliman
Email: panagioite04@gmail.com
Website: sgbm-malawi-africa.com
Date: 26th February 2026
Dear Pastor, Church, & All Supporters:
2 Corinthians 8:2 How that in a great trial of affliction the abundance of their joy and their deep poverty abounded unto the riches of their liberality.
Series Three (3) continued from last Report….
Tuesday 13th Jan, with the flat I rent in Mt. Hagen being small, one bedroom, Jacob gets the floor with a mattress and his sleeping bag and a pillow. When I rise, it’s time for the house to rise, lights on coffee being made, breakfast being cooked early. I appreciate his character and I being a morning person, but don’t like a lot of noise in the morning. Our coffee, bible reading / study and prayer for the day. No day begins without this, no day ends without prayer.
I had bought some spare parts for the x-military truck (airbrakes) needed repaired, in most developed countries instead of rebuilding the airbrake canisters, this is usually replaced completely as a package. I will not go into detail as most of you may not enjoy a mechanical lesson, only for you to know this…. On the mission fields I have lived and worked, most mechanical work on the vehicles, I have carried out myself. I cannot afford professional mechanical shops nor the parts. I usually service, repair and rebuild the parts myself. To give you an idea of cost effectiveness, to replace all the airbrake canisters (double & single) would have cost me close to $3000.00 USD, I spent just $180.00, I brought the items with me. Now is my time to start mechanic work on the big truck.
I sent word to the pastors out in the bush, villages to come into Mt. Hagen for discussions, and conferencing regarding the work, challenges, problems, etc…I cannot properly access the mission work unless I know what I am facing. The pastors were supposed to start coming in by Thursday and be here the latest by Saturday. We would worship together again at Kim Bap church, together with the four churches represented to congregate again one more time. Everyone agreed and were excited to do this. On Tuesday, I spent the biggest part of the day, Jacob with me. I went to see a mate (Papua New Guinean) who has been out of work for some time, past years he was employed as the workshop manager for a bulk fuel transportation company. He helped me with space in their workshop when I needed to do mechanical work on the old Land Rover, (which was frequently) and welding, I picked up work with the company back several years ago helping to pay for expenses in the mission work, vehicle repairs, purchase of new parts etc. Without work, he agreed to help me with the truck brakes. We started on the first double canister (airbrake / parking brake). Just a word of caution to any reader who may want to try or think to try, unless you really know what you’re doing (mechanically) dismantling airbrake canisters can be dangerous to fatal if you do NOT know what you’re doing. This is why in the U.S. and other developed countries they will not even manufacture these systems where they can be opened or serviced, too much of a liability. However, I am at the end of the world, and we do what we have to do. Tuesday to Friday Joseph, and I had all three-axle air-brake canisters rebuilt and functioning.
In the meantime, on Wednesday I & Jacob were again invited to the local church Kalifornia Bap church (their real name), we were again invited to be welcomed by their traditional mumu, two hogs were given for the food and again I was asked to help administrate the food, cooking and distributing of the cooked food. The normal process was followed, and whilst the food was being cooked, we had a bible study with the church members.
Most of the day was consumed with this event, the people are as excited about all this as we are, isn’t it interesting how the LORD always makes you (whoever you are) to feel as though you’re the one receiving the blessing? At least that is how it seems to me in my ministry. Much joy, real joy the true action of God’s people rejoicing in fellowship, sharing what God had blessed them with. I always feel somewhat guilty, when I am treated as someone who deserves more than they, not so but I am also reminded, we (all) God’s children are someone special, so special that it cost the Father His Son, and heaven’s best to secure our citizenship in His eternal Kingdom, Amen!
Again, we had meat and food to carry home, the groceries I bought were not even broken into. I do what is we mostly do here and that is share the food with others, the men who help me work, the church members that live close by and so on. It is a completely different world than Africa, or even the mindset. For the most part, people have their hand held out in Africa and it’s not to shake hands, it is to for you to give, fill it with something. Here the people have it in their blood to give, to share, to help. Remember something, if it’s not in someone’s heart to do or give you cannot put it in there, and if it’s in there, you cannot get it out.
Thursday & Friday of that week, I was quite busy getting food in advance for the pastors that would were coming. In the evening hours I was busy with translating of material for the following week with the pastors (all would be in class). The preparation of dinner, cooking etc… are all a necessary part of life, Jacob helped out with what I asked and what he could.
I will keep these series short and to the point, as I want to include some pictures as well.
To be continued….
In His Name,
Bro. Halliman