In 2014 when I staffed a Discipleship Training School — a six-month program that includes 12 weeks of classroom instruction followed by a 60-day mission trip — in Kailua-Kona, Hawaii, one of the trainees came to me privately in distress. She had initially chosen to join my group for an outreach to Panama, but was beginning to doubt she made the correct choice. As a Singaporean who is fluent in Mandarin, she was contemplating a switch to the team that was going to be ministering in China, where that language is also spoken. Read More
Prayer movements and mission movements are converging! May 2019 through May 2020 is a previously unprecedented time of united, informed prayer for the largest gaps in work among the unreached around the world: YEAR OF THE FRONTIER! For thirteen months starting May 2019, prayer networks around the world will coordinate with the Alliance for the Unreached, the Ethné Movement, the 24:14 Coalition, Joshua Project’s “Unreached of the Day” (http://JoshuaProject.net/pray/unreachedoftheday) and Frontier Venture’s Global Prayer Digest as well as many others to pray for every one of the 400 Frontier People Groups (FPGs) with an in-country population over 500,000 as field efforts collaborate to see movements to Christ in every people and place. Read More
This year an older Jewish man came to stay with us. He was an old family friend who heard we has made Aliyah (immigrated to Israel) and wanted to see us and know how we were doing in our Jewish homeland. We talked of how our children were doing well in the Israeli Army, and moving on to establish settled lives in Israel. He was very pleased to hear all of this- a great Jewish “moving to Israel” success story.
Then we brought up Jesus. Read More
They sat there stuffed into a small room. So many of them leaned their heads back with their eyes closed. They all seemed tired and unenthused about the worship music we had practiced so hard for them. But then I heard God say so clearly…Descansa (rest). As I listened to God telling me that these people were resting, my focus changed. We continued singing and I watched as tears fell from the eyes of many. Few were singing, few were standing…all of them were resting in the Spirit. Read More
Obedience. Obedience is a concept that we are all taught as children, meaning to do what is asked of us, even if we do not agree or willingly wish to do. Obedience is doing what is asked even if you fear the result, but oftentimes you fear the one asking even more. This summer I took a big step of obedience and shared my testimony with my teammates at our cheer camp. I was not a public speaker. I was not a vulnerable person. I was not an emotional person. I was just not qualified to lead a devotion, or so I thought. The Lord gave me a mandate and I could not ignore it; I knew in my heart I had this burning inside of me to fulfill what I had to do, not because I wanted to but because my father was telling me to. I had prepared and prepared so many topics I could speak on for weeks. The moment before I walked into the room to share I stopped and asked, Lord, what would you have me share? Holy Spirit would you help me? Would you speak through me to each person in that room? Lord I need your strength! Read More
Three years old and cute as a button in her lavender jumper she climbs the steep metal stairs for the exhilaration of a ride down the slide. She paused at the top. Her deep green eyes looked with sudden fear at the path ahead of her. Tender fingers gripped tightly to the handrails as she felt her heart urging her back, urging her away from the edge. She could not do it. She would not do it. This little girl turned around and chose the other edge: to return. One step, two steps, three steps, four st—she woke up with her face in the dirt and a wrist that was throbbing in pain. Read More
Brilliant thoughts happen in the shower and I had one earlier today. As I was enjoying my steaming retreat I heard someone else in the shower room next to mine. No! I thought, God, give me all the hot water, please! I had been determined to have a hot shower today. I woke up early to make sure no one else would be showering, but my plan failed. Then in my little puddle of self-pity, this thought crept into my mind: how very selfish to ask for hot water only for yourself. Read More
On a beautiful Saturday morning I heard my wife scream my name from the other room. Judging by the panic in her voice I knew that something was wrong. I dashed into the kitchen to see our trashcan overflowing with worms! Not your typical Saturday for sure, but believe it or not that trashcan was an answer to prayer. Funny enough, I had been reading in Exodus the passage about “mana,” if you tried to collect extra mana worms would appear and eat it.
As we took to the streets here in the Philippines we came across a woman named Sister Jo. She was selling coconut juice near the church I was working with. It was our weekly house to house evangelism on a Saturday night around Christmas.
We invited her to church, asked her if she knew Jesus, and if we could pray for her for anything. She began to share her story in tagalog, the local language, and started to cry. She was sharing how she had grown up pentecostal, but had not been to church in 10 years. Read More
“There’s your backpack,” the Lord said to me as I walked past a pile of garbage sitting at the end of the sidewalk that connected to my apartment building. I was walking to the Shores base to meet our team to leave for street church in the city square. My mind was thinking about the two other things I couldn’t forget to grab which was the clothes donation and the food basket that I had arranged to bring a single mother of two children who would be waiting for me at the square. As I was walking, I passed the typical spot where a trash pile would be gathered. It’s the spot that almost daily I see persons of economic poverty sifting through looking for treasures. Sometimes it’s that pile of trash that animals have ravaged looking for food. Suddenly, as I passed by this day’s trash pile, I saw (somewhat nicely separated) a little girl’s pink school backpack. That’s when the Lord spoke, “There’s your backpack…” Read More