I’m doing great! God is moving, and I’m loving it ! The people here are so precious, and I feel very much at home and comfortable here. Pastor Bori’s wife is still in the Solomons (because she is from the Solomon Islands) and so she met me at the airport when I arrived on Saturday, May 26, with the senior pastor and his wife, the associate pastor, and the couple that I stayed with for the night. When I got off the plane, they put a beautiful floral lei of sweet smelling flowers around my neck. Saturday evening, there was a food fellowship at an elder’s house so the pastors and elders could meet me. Sunday morning, May 27, I preached in Honiara about the anointing, and they richly welcomed me. At four in the afternoon, the senior pastor’s …show more content…
wife, Rose, accompanied me as we flew to Auki (ow- key), Malaita Province (a different island).
She will stay with me in the village for two or three weeks until I am settled, and she knows that other women are there to take care of me. It was only a twenty- five-minute flight, and we rode in a small twenty-three-passenger plane. Flying over the islands in a small plane reminded me of WWII movies I’ve seen in which they were flying over the Pacific Islands! I know that during WWII they were right here flying over Guadalcanal! When I arrived in Auki, they told me they had been waiting for me for two weeks and asked if I could preach in two hours! Some of the people walked from the other side of the island to come and be in the teaching. Praise God! So I preached again that evening. I will be teaching almost every day and possibly for most of the …show more content…
day. Malaita When we arrived in Auki, the senior pastor over all the Living Word churches in Malaita, Pastor Henry; and the associate pastor (his brother), Pastor Martin; and a couple others were waiting to meet us. While I was riding in the front of the pickup with Pastor Martin who was driving, he said the students had come from northern Malaita (where Auki is), eastern Malaita, and western Malaita; and many of them had already been there for a couple weeks, praying and fasting, waiting for my arrival.
I found out later in the week that one man coming from another island had to take a canoe for one and a half hours, walk four and a half hours, and then ride for five hours in the back of a pickup for a total of eleven hours to reach the school. Another man had ridden five hours and walked two hours, and another man had walked four hours and ridden six hours to get to the school. Now, when they say they rode for five or six hours, it is not like in America where you can drive 60+ mph and can travel a far distance in five hours. Here, they are usually traveling in the back of a pickup on dirt roads 40 mph, and you nearly stop when you come to the big potholes. So it is a much more difficult journey. There were also others who either walked or rode for an hour or more to get here. During the week Pastor Martin shared things with me as we drove into town a couple times. One time he told me that the Friday before I arrived, they realized God was answering their prayers, and my coming was the start of their Bible school. To confirm this, one day after I taught, Pastor Henry told me they had desired a Bible school for a long time (the Lord spoke to them in February 1996
to start a Bible school), but they did not know how to develop a curriculum, and so three months ago, they prayed and fasted for God to send someone to help them start a Bible school. He then said I am their harvest they believed God for! On Sunday evening, my first night, he announced this was the first session of their new Bible school! Hallelujah! They were all rejoicing because God had answered their prayers. And it is so awesome to me that I am the answer to people’s prayers. It was that way also in Vanuatu. It is amazing to me that God is sending me to people who have been praying and crying out to Him for someone to come to them. These are places that most people don’t want to go to, but I will gladly go to where people are crying out for the Lord.
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The journey along the Oregon Trail was a very long and rough experience. Stretching out to almost a whopping 2000 miles it usually took the pioneers 4-6 months travelling at 12 to 16 miles per hour. Throughout this journey the pioneers had to battle with cholera, poor sanitation, and accidental gunshots. The travelers had to gather all the resources that they had in order to survive. Usually the travelers traveled in large groups to help dealing with obstacles such as ravines, deep mud, snowstorms, thunderstorms, and rivers. Since there were no bridges or ferries crossing rivers and streams was a major hazard. Many supplies, animals, and travelers were lost attempting to cross rivers.
This past week, I had the honor of being invited by one of my seminary scholarship donors. This donor was a woman, probably in her eighties, who said that should I visit her at her place, a retirement lodging, in Lake Forest. I was given a ride to the place by the Director of Stewardship who works at my seminary, called Garrett-Evangelical Theological Seminary. To my surprise, not only this senior woman was a professional artist, her art was exhibited at the same retirement place where she lived at. She took the time to narrate each story about her paintings, with specific mention of month, year and the event related to the paintings. One of her paintings showed her father hiking up a mountain. This painting was entitled “Guide Me Up High Rock
On 08Jan2018, PFC Niola and I went on a morning detail for 0930 at Most Precious Blood Church. There was a great deal of traffic so I decided to call the funeral home at 0849 to inform them that we were in route. We arrived in the area at approximately 0920 having to park the vehicle on 37th street due to traffic. Trying to save time we walked through a path that allowed us to cross over to 36st street as we searched for the church.
As we got further and further down the river, we realized we were in the Indian Territory. We tied up the raft on a tree that had falled down across the river. We set up a lean-to and cut some firewood, and put it in a dry place to keep it from the rain.
Once I woke up I called Alavee to make sure he was awake. I'm glad he was because he saved me some time by calling Priya and Rigo to make sure they were getting ready to go. About an hour and a half later we all met up in the school parking lot at about the same time. The exception was Priya who had to take extra time to bring the camper which we hardly used in the end, but it was still better than trying to cram into one car to sleep. Anthony brought his new jeep so we thought it would be a good idea to hook the pop-up camper to the jeep and take the jeep on our journey. Now that we were ready and had double-checked everything, we were ready to begin our journey. First, we were well stocked with food and gas we were underway for our trip. We headed toward the interstate, and turned left on I-90 west.
One of the attendants shared the reflection after the service, "The message really spoke to me. I felt like Peter many times.
“Are we there? Are we there?” This is undoubtedly the most annoying question asked on a long, family road trip. If handed a ticket to go anywhere, I would board a plane and fly nonstop to the snow covered mountains of Breckenridge, Colorado. This would, without question, be preferable to my family’s customary twelve hour car ride that includes being wedged in the backseat with someone’s feet in my face and a dog sprawled in my lap. American Airlines, here I come!
A visitor from another church who is here to learn more about kids ministry – They will be directed to the Children’s Ministry Pastor. She will schedule a time to chaperone the visitor on their class observation.
It may seem a little bit strange, but my favorite place in town in none other than this beautiful Evangelic Church. However, it wasn’t always so.
Following this week of fulfilment I felt I was called to serve others more than I previously had been. While I am a cantor, choir
Glory to God Church. It is great to be in the house of the Lord. Let Just take the moment to praise him right there because He has be so amazing. He have been better than I have been to myself. He desire honor because he is the head of my life. Thank you Dr. Huzinig for giving us the oppurinity to preach and thank classmates and friends for being here this afternoon I just was thinking about God faithfulness the other day. I took a mission trip to El Salvador with an amazing time to proclaim the Gospel. You know not too many have it made out like us. I telling you most of us take life for granted. We complain and gobble about not have this and not have that while others are struggling trying to get the things we use daily. However
...and evangelize. Before reading The Silas Diary I never knew how significant evangelizing is. After reading and learning about the Apostle Paul I know want to become a missionary and evangelize around the world.
First of all, I must begin to pray more about the messages I bring to the church. Since I'm accustomed to preaching series, I don't wrestle much about exactly what I will be preaching about this coming Sunday. I do need to begin seeking the heart of God more about how these truths are to be applied to our church in such a brief window of time. I need to appeal to Him for a clarity, conviction, and power of delivery that will make His message impact the lives of His people. I need to pray over every point to be sure I'm wording it in a way that He wants.
I went with the intentions of hearing Dan Mohler speak, as he has been the single most influential pastor of my life. In the beginning, I wasn’t too excited to go because everyone who was supposed to go with me backed out at the last second and I knew I would spend the majority of the conference chasing my son around the hall way. Still I knew God had called me to go and so in obedience I did. That week I spent most of my time chasing my son as predicted, but I also had the opportunity to check out from the world and spend time God, simply being in His presence. Interestingly enough, I was not so much focused on the conference as I was my personal time with Him and in this time I asked Him for revelation of the cross in my