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Giving through Christian Health Service Corps

We are now Christian Health Service Corps missionaries. We’ve had people ask about the best ways to support us, which we will list below. Thank you for considering joining us on this mission! If you have any questions we would love to hear from you.

By Check

Make payable to:             Christian Health Service Corps or CHSC

Memo line:                       Project Number #176/Helm

Mail to:                     Christian Health Service Corps

PO Box 132

Fruitvale, TX 75127


Via Bill Pay

Set up an automatic Bill Pay instruction through your bank/financial institution with donations mailed to the address above, giving your “Project Number 176/Helm” as the account number.


Via CHSC’s Website – for credit card donations

Donate online at: _

(Please note when donating online that the Recurring Frequency default is monthly.  Use the drop down
box to choose your preference.   Also, when donating online, a 3% donation will be added to cover
electronic processing fees.)


Via MobileCause – cell phone fundraising app

Donate by text at: Helm at 71777 for a link and follow.  (This will also have a 3% donation added to cover electronic processing fee.)



International Donations – via International Wire Transfers

Please ask for CHSC’s “Instructions for International Donations” sheet for specific details and/or email Candi Seager for more information:


From CHSC: 

Donor designation will be honored to the fullest extent possible. CHSC is a tax-exempt 501(c)(3) organization, as defined by the IRS.  All gifts are tax-deductible and will be issued a receipt. CHSC maintains ECFA accreditation. 

CHSC maintains a 10% administrative allocation.




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