Buddy Schuyler Memorial
Missionary to Africa with The Africa Inland Mission Team
My Cousin Buddy
Buddy had a passion for life and for the lost. He was like my big brother and best friend all wrapped up in one grand play-pal. Growing up with him made life fun.
Buddy lived a true Christian life, devoted to his Lord and Saviour JESUS Christ. He practiced "lifestyle evangelism" and the love of JESUS shone through him in all that he did.
When we came to visit, Buddy always took time to share the exciting things going on in his life with us; church and school, black lights and posters, guitars and canoeing, reptiles and fishing, loving GOD and loving life. He was always so good to me.
It was no surprise that Buddy wanted to go into the ministry and work for The LORD. We all had a love for Africa, but Buddy was the one Special person who could find the way to "Go and preach the gospel..." to Africa by joining the Africa Inland Mission Team with Herb Cook. At Buddy's "going away party" he was so excited to be a missionary and actually help the people of Africa in any way he could.
Buddy died in Africa, serving JESUS all the way... "
John 15: 13
"Greater Love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
My Cousin Buddy was a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable unto GOD. I loved him much and miss him still. Buddy has been in Heaven over 30 years now and I still miss him. I am looking forward to hearing all about his mission trip when I get to see him in Heaven!
Love in JESUS, Carole
|Dedicated to my dear cousin Buddy|
|The hand of
GOD shall hold you;
The peace of GOD enfold you;
The love that dreamed and formed you
still surrounds you here today.
Above, beneath, inside you,
The light that shines to guide you home
to the loving hand of GOD.
May GOD's light shine ever
the angels lead you into paradise;
hand of GOD shall hold you;
|(c) --Marty Hanger--|
A Special Kind of Person
written by Buddy Schuyler's Mom
A part of me lies buried in the brown bosom of earth in Africa. While he was still buried under my heart, I gave him to GOD - I remember too having a dream he would be a boy and I'd name him after his father and we'd call him "Buddy." (We would laugh about this when he was older.)
What a rascal he was - oh, I din't think I'd survive this little boy! As he grew I learned how to deal with this kind of boy - with lots of love and hugs and discipline. We went turtle hunting and hiking and swimming, together with his little sister. We really grew up together, he and I. I remember the teachers asking me to come to school so the other young people could find out why Buddy thought there was no generation gap at home. When they asked me this I said, "How could there be with me being only 15 and he only 151/2!" They all laughed, but that's how it was in our family.
His teenage years were special. He was busy and exciting and tender. Always interested in sharing his love for GOD in a real way with others. He went out to California and hitch-hiked to San Bernadino to learn from Campus Crusade how to share his faith in Jesus Christ with others. He came home even more excited about how GOD loves us and has a special paln for our lives. He found it exciting to tell that we are not fit to be with a holy GOD and that Jesus Christ came in between and gave His life so that we might be free to live with and for GOD. Buddy found that when he let the Holy Spirit run his life, new and great things began to happen. He loved to share his faith at the gas station in Oakland, N.J. where he worked and people loved to listen to someone whose words were sincere and from the heart. Buddy's life was busy with the usual things a teen-ager finds exciting, but he was also working to save money to go to Africa.
Our Youth Director Herb Cook said to Buddy before he left for Africa, "Why not spend a year out there with us?" I said to him. "Why not, Bud, you can do anything you really want to do."
So he left two years later, spent only three months in Congo, and then graduated into heaven October 8, 1971, 2 months after his 19th birthday. He had finished his life serving Christ out in Africa, and we rushed out to see him, but he had already gone to be with his Savior.
We decided to stay a few weeks to see the land he had come to love so much. We could never have imagined the impact his life could make in such a short time. He loved Christ, loved life, and loved people. His enthusiasm and good nature spilled over wherever he went which endeared him to the Congolese. He was learning Bangala so he could go out with Congolese youth to tell others about the wonderful life in Christ. Creative living for Christ was what he discovered in the Congo. He could be useful in so many areas, fixing cars, electric work, building, preaching, loving those sweet people.
In late September he went to Watsa to chauffeur Mis Marge Livingstone, who wasn't well, on a long trip. They stopped at Nyankunde where Buddy managed to chip in and help with some projects there. A thgrilling experience for him was watching Dr. Richard Ulrich do surgery - the doctor who would within a week be giving him such love and care. Buddy decided to be a doctor; he saw so many needs and opportunities and was eager to meet them all.
While Buddy was watching Dr. Ulrich operate, he related to the doctor how he had come to know the Lord. "I recall clearly saying in my heart," says Dr. Ulrich, "Praise the Lord for a young man like this whom GOD can use and who is willing to have GOD use him."
Somewhere on the trip Buddy came down with typhus fever and though he struggled for life, GOD chose instead to take him to his new home. While he was terribly sick he said to Dr. Ulrich, "I don't know when, but I know I'm going to heaven." At 12:30 a.m., Congo time, October 8, 1971, Buddy's battle was done and he passed into the presence of His LORD to rest from his struggle.
We had already left for Africa, the news reached us in Ireland. Sorrow overwhelmed us. We flew to Uganda and then across to Congo by Missionary Aviation Fellowship plane. It seemed unread to be in the heart of Africa to bury our son. The service was held in the Congolese church at Rethy with Congolese and missionaries taking part. Buddy's Dad sang in the church and again at the greaveside. GOD's comfort and love gave strength and courage to sing the 23rd Psalm and "Oh, The Wonder of It All That GOD Loves Me." Pastor Balonge's two questions at the close of the service brought home Buddy's testimony of life to all who were there: "If you died today, would you die in Chist as Buddy did?" Buddy's life had meaning, purpose, happiness, and this brought comfort in our time of sorrow and grief.
We flew up to Aba where Buddy had lived and had come to love. To our amazement, we found that though he had been there only a short time, the Congolese had come to love him. So many came to share our grief and to bring words of comfort. Most had lost children or loved ones and knew that it meant to share with us in our time of sorrow. Buddy's few short weeks had counted, his life was not wasted. Many told us that they began praying that the Lord would some day return him to work with them in Congo. "He had become one with us," they said. His death was a terrible shock to them, too. The missionaries, the Cooks, with whom he was staying said, "Buddy became a part of our family, he was like a son and brother, his love for the Lord was refreshing and encouraging."
Buddy's short life had made its impact for eternity. The night before his funeral we opened his new Bible and found where he had been reading just a few days before thise verse underlines: James 1:12 "Blessed is the man who endures trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life which GOd has promised to those who love Him."
"A missionary is not a specail kind of person, but every person should be a special kind of missionary."
Buddy was a special kind of person. Christ was the key to his life.
BUDDY SCHUYLER'S MOM
Africa Inland Mission
P.O. Box 178, Pearl River, New York 109665
Help Keep Buddy's Mission Alive!
An AIM Press
release: Media contact: Andy Hornberger
DEMOCRATIC REPUBLIC OF CONGO: On the morning of Thursday,
September 5, 2002, Ngiti tribal militiamen and rebel
soldiers of the Democratic Republic of the Congo (DRC)
national army attacked Nyankunde, an African village town
located in DRC's northeast, 50 miles east of the Ituri
rainforest, where The Evangelical Medical Centre, a
cooperative of 6 mission organizations (AIM, WEC, UFM,
CMML, CBInt., AoG) have joined forces to serve the
medical and spiritual needs of an immediate population of
around 156,000 and facilitates services in an area the
size of France, with a population of around 8,000,000.
The conflict primarily targeted Hema tribal militiamen,
who had recently assumed power in the region. But the
assault soon turned into a blood-bath devastating the
entire village leaving homes, shops, offices, and medical
facilities looted and destroyed. As people fled, rebels
indiscriminately shot innocent men, women, and children.
One eyewitness reported, "It is difficult to know
how many people were killed, because (victims) were
abandoned. Roads were blocked and many people trapped.
Nothing at all is left at Nyankunde, and the area is
Recent News: MAF Evacuates Nyankunde, Congo
The previous week, the Ugandan troops pulled out of Nyankunde. The Hema tribe assumed control of the station. The decision was made by a number of missions to pull their people out of the surrounding areas, so MAF pilot Dave Jacobsson started evacuating people to Bunia. Arrangements were also made for another MAF pilot, Fran Derocher, to come over from Nairobi, Kenya, to fly the second Cessna 206 that is on the ground in Nyankunde to help with the evacuation processes. Meanwhile, contact was lost with Daves wife, Donna, and their boys. It was a tense night.
Then on September 6, MAF pilots Jacobsson and Derocher made it into Nyankunde, Congo DRC, and successfully evacuated Donna and the Jacobsson boys, as well as other missionary personnel. Praise the Lord!
They were safely flown to Entebbe, Uganda, for the night, and then on to Nairobi, Kenya, the next day. They are all well, but physically and emotionally exhausted. Donna estimates that the boys spent 27 hours under their bed during the battles that took place over September 5 and 6.
The Nyankunde village was thoroughly looted following the battle. This included the Jacobssons' house as well as many of the other missionary houses. Congolese militia came into the Jacobssons' house on five different occasions while Donna and the boys were there.
There is no completely accurate figure on the number of casualties suffered during the fighting that took place, but sources estimate that more than 100 people have been killed so far, including the village chief who was confirmed assassinated.
Arrangements were made for a group trauma debriefing for the Jacobssons and the other missionaries who were evacuated out of Nyankunde. Fran Derocher also participated in the debriefing. The Jacobssons will remain in Nairobi for several days as the situation in Congo DRC is evaluated.
MAF Regional Director of Africa, Brent Ropp, said, In spite of the sadness that we feel at the loss of friends and acquaintances in this senseless act, we are grateful to God and praise Him for sparing the lives of our colleagues and fellow staff members.
Please keep everyone over there . . . families, expats, and nationals . . . upheld in your prayers.
I hear the drums echoing
Buddy Schuyler Memorial ~ Missionary to Africa with The Africa Inland Mission Team. Hosted by: Lilly Of The Valley Virginia`s JESUS Loves You!! Prayer Counseling Ministry
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Buddy Schuyler Memorial ~ Missionary to Africa with The Africa Inland Mission Team. My Cousin Buddy ~Buddy had a passion for life and for the lost. He was like my big brother and best friend all wrapped up in one grand play-pal. Growing up with him made life fun. Buddy lived a true Christian life, devoted to his Lord and Savior JESUS Christ. He practiced "lifestyle evangelism" and the love of JESUS shone through him in all that he did... Buddy died in Africa, serving JESUS all the way... A Special Kind of Person written by Buddy Schuyler's Mom. A part of me lies buried in the brown bosom of earth in Africa. While he was still buried under my heart, I gave him to GOD... Links to AIM ~ Africa Inland Mission and MAF ~ Mission Aviation Fellowship. Hosted by: Lilly Of The Valley Virginia`s JESUS Loves You!! Prayer Counseling Ministry