July 2020

Hello Saints!

“Ask the Lord for rain in the time of the latter rain.  The Lord will make flashing clouds; He will give them showers of rain, grass in the field for everyone.”  Zechariah 10:1 (NKJV) Let’s ask for the rain! Put on your galoshes and get ready! There is a day of rejoicing that draweth nigh! During my prayer time this morning as I was praising the Lord for Him being the Lion of Judah, I had the impression of this huge lion beside me, as if I could actually lean into Him. The comfort of His Presence was overwhelming. Imagine walking down the street with this huge gentle lion beside you. What fear could you possibly have of anything? As people would back away, you’d say, “no, come close and pet Him, He won’t hurt you”. And then you’d see the amazement in their face as they touched His mane and looked into His eyes full of kindness and love. They’d adore Him and yet respect Him for the strength they could see just beneath the surface. That’s how we need people to see Jesus. He’s huge, powerful, stunning to look at, yet full of compassion. And we are part of His tribe. How blessed we are! What does this have to do with rain? I have no idea, but somehow, I’m sure its all connected!

It’s been such an amazing month, I don’t even know where to start, so I guess I’ll start with a confession. The 1st week of May it came on my heart to come down to Alabama for a month, which is where I am writing you from. I wasn’t sure exactly what I would do here. Our friends had told us they were being allowed to do some prison ministry outside the fence, but then the week before I left they told me they had not been asked to anymore in the previous few weeks and there was no mention of anything coming up. There’s a low income neighborhood here that a few years ago I felt I should have went into and have done some type of outreach, and I really felt I should just go through and see what the Lord would have me do there but I had no idea what. Also the We Care Prison Ministry, that we come down and do prison ministry with every year, has 3 thrift stores that helps support them putting volunteer chaplains in about 26 facilities around the state, and I thought maybe I could help there some kind of way. But here’s my confession, since I was coming without any real plan, and not sure what, if anything I’d be able to do here, I did not have enough faith to tell you about it in the last newsletter. I thought if I put it in there, you’d think I might not be wrapped too tight. I was going off on a journey not knowing what I was supposed to do or how I was going to do it. These stories always sound great after you have seen God move! But before hand, it sounds like “what are you thinking?” “are you sure this is from God?” “what if it’s just a waste of time?”

I am so happy to say it has definitely not been a waste of time! The day before I left, word came from the prison that we could do a service that Sunday – big high-five followed by a let-down as it was canceled due to hurricane rain, (but my hopes were already up, so too late to make me think I shouldn’t have come!) The thrift store had just become short 2 employees, so they really needed help. I’ve volunteered 4 days a week, each week I’ve been here.  We’ve done 2 services at 2 different prisons, outside the fence.  At the 2nd service, it was scorching hot at 1 pm, and the people didn’t show up with the generator or sound equipment. Because we’re outside and how far we are from the prison, there is no hope of an electrical outlet. Now if it had of been an electric fence, maybe we could have tapped into that… or maybe that’s not a good idea. The officers told us we had to go out to the farthest corner of the yard away from the prison, and we could not drive there. No shade, no sound system, and we had a ways to walk. Only 12 inmates came all the way to the back field. And we were being bug bit. The perfect atmosphere for a move of God. We had a wonderful time! Jesus said the shepherd will leave the 99 to look for the 1, so of course He will show up for 12. It was totally worth it to share the goodness and mercy of a loving Father with them, to see their countenances change in such a short time as He touched them as only He can. As of yesterday, one of the chaplains at We Care was working on getting us into another prison before I come home.

Also the Lord has led me, (given me the courage) to go into the neighborhood I spoke of and just walk up to a few porches and talk to people about Jesus. It’s so easy to sound bold and courageous in these letters, but lets face it folks, walking up to a complete stranger who has no idea why you’re coming to their porch, and just opening up a conversation about the Lord, is a little nerve wracking. Now, if I’d have truly grasped that picture the Lord gave me this morning about the huge lion walking beside me, and if He’d have actually have shown up as such, this would be a whole different story. It ended up going pretty well, even though they had open bottles of alcohol on their porches and it wasn’t quite noon yet, but they were very friendly and we had good conversations. I’ve went back and visited them a few times. I always thought to minister you should have something in your hand to give them, like food, or a care package, or at least a tract, to break the ice. This is a very poor neighborhood and they look like you should take them something, but the Lord told me to go empty-handed. When we do ministry we have to be sensitive to how the Lord tells us to move. If He says take nothing in your hand then we have to believe that what we have to offer them is more valuable than anything else.

On the morning of the 18th, right when I first woke up, I seen in my mind, my journal page with the words written at the top of the page, “The 1st day of Revival”. Talk about an eye-opener! So when I went to have my prayer time, that was exactly what I wrote. That changed my whole perspective as to how I should conduct myself that morning. If it’s the first day of revival, what’s my part in it?  My reading that morning was in Joel 3, but at the top of the page was the line from Joel 2:28, “I will pour out my Spirit”! My prayer in my journal was “Hallelujah! This is the day the Lord has made, the day He has ordained and spoke into being. Thank You Father that all Your words are just and true as they come to pass in the fulfillment of time. Let me serve You in the power that You have reserved for the unleashing of this hour.”

My challenge to myself while being down here: (just like we all do) I keep asking the Lord to bring revival, keep asking Him to move in people’s hearts, and to draw them to Himself, but what is my responsibility in all this? I left earlier than I needed to that morn to go to the thrift store so I could make a few intentional stops along the way. I stopped by a tire and oil change shop so they could look at my tires. After the man said they were okay and that it was probably just a bad sensor, I started to leave but then decided to give him and the other man in that shop each a comic book bible and I asked one of them if he had anything specific I could pray for him about? He said “no”, so I said “okay, I will just be praying for the Lord to bless you and give you what you need”. He thanked me. I went over to the area where they did the oil changes and gave each of the 2 young men there one of the comic bibles also. Since they had customers, I didn’t ask if they needed prayer, but they were both appreciative of the books. Right down the road from there was a laundromat so I thought I’m just going to stop and pray with whoever is in there. (At this point, I’m like a mad woman, I’d almost lost my nerve after the tire shop, but I was determined I was going to pray with someone before I got to work!) There was one man, who seemed a little mentally challenged, (which was almost a relief) who readily accepted my hand in prayer.

Driving on down the road there was a man setting up a watermelon stand. I thought I should pray prosperity for him, so I circled around the block, where I noticed a woman sitting on a walker outside a clinic, but I was no nervous about getting back to the man at the watermelon stand before I lost my nerve, that I thought I’d have to come back for her. I parked and walked over to him and said, “Hey, can I pray for you for prosperity today”, He said yes! I asked his name and he said Joshua Banks. I said, “Joshua!” And then I let loose with an excited prayer for everything the Lord said to Joshua about being strong and courageous. When I was finished there were tears in his eyes. We hugged and I took off to the next assignment! (At this point my feet were barely touching the ground). I circled the block and back to the woman on the walker. Her name was Roxanne. I asked if she wanted prayer and she said yes. I asked why she was at the clinic and she said because she keeps falling and she showed me several bruises, so I prayed and commanded the devil to quit tripping her and for her feet to be planted on the solid foundation of the Rock. All of this before 9 a.m.!

After I was at the store for about ½ an hour, one of the other volunteers came in and she said, “Did you pray with Joshua?” I said, “Did you talk to Joshua?” She said she stopped to get some corn.  It was the first time she ever stopped there and he was telling her and another customer how this white lady stopped and just took his hands and prayed with him and he didn’t know if I was for real or if I was an angel.  Wait, it gets even better, he’s a pastor! This story is so amazing. The volunteer who’s telling me this is named Fawn. So the following Sunday morning, her and I go to his church. He told the congregation how after I prayed with him, that night he dreamed he cut the head off a rattlesnake. This is so significant because 3 days before I met Joshua, 3 ladies and I were praying for Atmore, (the city we’re in) and one of the ladies said she saw a snake in the streets of Atmore. My immediate response was, “We need to cut it’s head off” and so we continued to pray in the spirit. Little did we know we were interceding for Joshua, who the Lord has given the authority to be the snake slayer! Dad always said, “You can’t lose with the stuff we use!” We will never know what the Lord will do if we don’t step out in faith and give Him the opportunity to move.

While in my prayer time that morning, I had also asked the Lord to let someone come and tell me they had a dream from Him. That same morning a woman came into the thrift store. I simply asked how she was doing, and she went off into a long, long conversation, until I was finally asking the Lord to please show me a polite way to excuse myself, when all of a sudden she said, she’d had a dream where someone told her the Lord was not going to wait for her forever. I said, “I need to pray with you, do you care if we pray right here?” I almost missed it because I thought the conversation wasn’t important!

I’ll be heading home right after the 4th and I’m truly sad at the thought of leaving here. It has been such a time of refreshing and renewing. Before leaving home I did get another vehicle. It’s a 2014 Honda CR-V. A man who used to go to bible study at mom and dad’s house years ago, who I met completely by accident, has a Honda repair shop in Fort Wayne. I’d taken the car to them to inspect before buying it. He said in honor of dad’s ministry and the fact that I’m still doing it, they will do all the maintenance on it for free! So with that, I felt the Lord gave us His blessing to get it. While down here, I’m staying at the We Care Headquarters, which has guest rooms. The first morning I woke up here, (I’d had the car for all of 3 days) I had a dream I was handing the keys to a woman here in the parking lot. When I woke up, I prayed and asked the Lord to please pay it off first so we can give it to her free and clear. I don’t know who she is, but if He tells us to release the car to her, we certainly will. It’s all His! Why would we hold anything back?!

I almost forgot to tell you about the inmates next door! We Care has a house set up on their property that they allow a couple men to stay in. One of them has been out 3 years after doing 25 years in prison, the other one has only been out a couple of months, after being locked up 10 years.  One day I seen one of them  (Bruce) sitting on the tailgate of his pickup truck playing his guitar, so I walked over and sang some hymns with him (because that’s what he was playing. I don’t know the verses but can usually chime in on the choruses). Both of these men had been on the worship team in prison. Last Wednesday night I went over to visit them and then Fawn came over and we again had a time of Bruce playing the guitar and us singing along. So this past Wednesday night I invited them over to the big sprawling back porch of the headquarters building and invited our prison ministry friend, Dan Utz and his wife, Fern to come over. Dan and Bruce led us in a wonderful time of worship. Next Wednesday, I’m planning to invite some others over, and we’ll make it a little larger and a little louder as we exalt His Name! Ministry is easier when we allow the Lord to do it. It doesn’t take a committee or a board meeting to gather people together to pray or sing a few songs together. So, don’t over think it. Open your home or invite yourself to someone else’s!

I’m sorry this is sooo long! Actually I could on for another page! I love the Lord so much! He is so incredibly faithful!!! How can we not adore Him??? How can we not boast in Him??? None of this would happen without the Holy Spirit showing up and flowing through us to glorify the Father. One day in that small neighborhood, a man was sitting in a golf cart in the middle of the street and a woman was standing there talking to him. I pulled up behind them, got out and told them I didn’t want them to think I was weird but the Lord told me to come and see who was praying for that neighborhood and I was wondering if they could help me. She was so overcome with emotion she couldn’t talk. He was her cousin who also was a deacon of a church on that same street. She’d called him to come over and encourage her because of some spiritual warfare she was going through. The Lord directed it all! We had a little prayer meeting there in the street. None of this may sound too out of the ordinary, except it’s predominantly an all black neighborhood and no matter where I was people kept looking at me trying to figure out why I was there, at least that’s what the guys told me when I was on their porch and so many cars kept going slowly by. I have gone to two of their churches, and Fawn, (she’s a female chaplain who wears a covering on her hair that is always neatly pulled up, is only 4’11” and has a beautiful heart for the Lord) has went with me. I didn’t ask her to, but when she found out what I was up to, she didn’t want to miss out on a thing! We have had a great time worshipping with our brothers and sisters and even though we were the only white people in both churches, everyone made us feel extremely welcome.

So that has been my adventure for the past month, just asking the Holy Spirit each day to lead me. Its been a mission trip right here in America. I wasn’t going to share so many of the stories with you, but in the midst of all the political chaos, we need to know that God is on the move. He has not changed His mind about the ministry of reconciliation and still desires that we lift Him up so He can draw all men to Himself. Thank you so much for standing faithfully with me!

Have a blessed month in the Name of Our Lord Jesus!

Your sister in Christ,


June 2020

Hello Saints!

                    How was your Pentecost Sunday? I would love to know what the Lord is saying to you during this season. If you have something you’d like to share in the newsletter, please send it to me and I will be sure to include it. We need to stir one another up! Whatever it is, a dream, a divine encounter, a word from the Lord, let’s hear it and celebrate His goodness together! During our “lockdown” the Lord arranged for me to go into a physician’s office and do some part-time typing work in the records department. We set it up, so that instead of paying me personally, the physician’s office direct deposited all my earnings directly into the Gone Fishing Ministry account. I considered it my service unto the Lord. This all started a few weeks before the lockdown, so we didn’t even know what was about to happen. During that time, quite naturally, our donations went down, (which was appropriate because we needed less since we were not going into prisons) but the Lord had already made a way to sustain the ministry and the physicians office never closed the entire time. The same week the lockdown was being lifted, the work there was caught up and I was finished with them. That week our donations went back to normal! How incredible is God! During that time, we increased our feeding to the homeless and we never lacked!

Something else God did during that time, was one morning when I had to be at the office at 8am, at 7am during my prayer time, the Lord told me to quit praying and immediately go to that office and pray with a woman. He showed me her face, and I said “please Lord, prepare her for this.” If she was a Christian, she was keeping it top secret.  She worked in a different room than I, but this woman definitely liked colorful language.  One day I had even thought, “Lord, let someone else tell her about Jesus.” She was already there when I got to the office, but since I was so early, no one else was in the room I worked in. I asked if she could come in there for a minute. When I told her the Lord told me to come pray with her, her eyes filled with tears and she asked if she could hug me. After we prayed, she said while driving to work and listening to a group called “Poison”, she asked God to give her a reason to believe in Him!  He heard her!  Now rest assured, this is no boasting on my part.  I was shaking in my boots when I asked her to come in that room. But one thing I have found out about the Lord is, He doesn’t care if it wracks our nerves.J It definitely teaches us that our confidence is not in ourselves, but in Him. So the next time you feel the Lord is nudging you towards someone, and you’re certain they are not the type of person who’d want to hear from the Lord, just go and trust Him to finish what He starts, whether you see a good result or not.

I’m in the process of looking for a small SUV.  Dad’s van is on its last leg, and I need something larger than a car because of the amount of ministry supplies I often carry, as well as transporting people. Yesterday I felt I was to drive about 20 miles to Decatur, Indiana and look there. I drove into a lot, talked with a man, test drove a car, but didn’t have peace about it. However, after driving away, I asked God what he would say to that man. Immediately some words popped into my head. He’d given me his cell number on the card (the car guy, not God). So this morning I texted him to let him know I would not be getting the vehicle, but told him I’d prayed for him and the words, TRUST GOD, had popped into my head in huge letters. He texted back and thanked me for letting him know I wasn’t going to get it and never mentioned anything else. Do I feel embarrassed or wonder what he thinks of me? Not at all. He seen the words, just the way God wanted him to see them, and now I can “Trust God” to do what He wants to do in that man’s heart.

God wants to move, He wants people to know Him, to know His love for them, to be set free and to walk in the fullness of what He has for them.  Picture the Holy Spirit spontaneously causing people to break out praising the Lord, individually, in small groups, in big groups, all over the world. Think of what that would sound like in heaven! If we move in the small things He asks us to do, we’ll all be setting off little sparks of His Glory until one big spontaneous combustion might happen and burst into the atmosphere! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

At the beginning of this week, I had a horrible nightmare about hell. I woke up so terrified that I turned my light on and left it on for 3 hours. I honestly thought I would never sleep in the dark again. I began reading the word out loud, then with the bible laying open on my bed, began listening to faith scriptures on my phone. I found one link that played for 3 ½ hours and fell asleep to it. What a comfort God’s word is! I’m not going to tell you the dream, because I promised myself I will never write it down, I don’t even want to see the words that describe it. The feeling that most stood out to me was the absence of God and abject terror.  I actually had to look up the word “abject” because that was what came to my mind and sure enough it means “something bad experienced to the maximum degree”. I was rebuking satan that night and confounded as to how he was able to slip into my dreams like that. The next day I shared it with a pastor and his wife. She said it wasn’t from satan but from God. She said she has been waking up crying for the lost and that God wants us to realize the reality of where they are going and that it’s eternal and it’s urgent.

Last night there was rioting in our downtown area. My roommate is a photographer and wanted to take pictures, so off we went. We learned a huge lesson. You cannot control what will happen during a riot! You think you can stay in a safe place until the police turn and start shooting tear gas in your direction! Mind you, it was necessary on their part, and in no way were the police out of line, at that point they can’t tell who is for them and who is against them. My reading this morning was Ezekiel chapters 8 and 9. What a word! It was a display in black and white of what is going in our country. Heartbreaking. I sobbed as I prayed for our city. Shortly after praying, it was with a very heavy heart that I left the house to go down and feed the homeless. Once we walked into the park, the same park where all the drama took place last night, (I wish I could give you a huge dramatic pause right here…..) God showed up!!! It was phenomenal! The conversations were great. His love was great. His peace was all over the place! My morning ended with an encounter with a young homeless veteran, who is super intelligent, physics intelligent, who has done the research and decided God cannot exist. When He said that, such joy filled my heart as I told him about this wonderful awesome God who has changed my life.  I told him I don’t need to prove God to Him because God is big enough to defend Himself. As we were leaving I told him I’d be praying for God to reveal Himself to him. He thanked me and said he’d appreciate my prayers. Hmmm… why would someone appreciate prayers who does not believe in the God who can answer them? Because in his heart he absolutely believes! Whoo Hoo!!!!

I love God!!!! I love His faithfulness! No matter that last night was filled with tear gas, windows being shattered, property being destroyed, an atmosphere of chaos and destruction, His mercies are new every morning! Thank You God for the morning! Thank You for Your glory! Thank You for Your light that can never be diminished! Thank You for a love that is contagious and that keeps reaching out to those You want to draw close to You. This is why we sing! It’s why we have hope! Because He lives!!! “For in Him, we live and move and have our being!” None of this is too much for Him. When all the raging stops, He remains unshaken, unmovable, with arms open, ready to receive us to Himself.

My heart is so excited for this season. So, again, if you have any stories, please send them to us. I’m always telling you what I’m hearing, what we’re doing, but what is God telling you? We’re family, one mind, one accord, led by the same Spirit. What you’re doing, seeing, hearing, is valuable and we’d love to know about it.

“Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them, for the Lord your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave nor forsake you.” (Just a side note, if they have tear gas, even though we’re told not to fear, be cautious. J)

Be blessed and embrace His presence! Soak in it! Bask in it! Dance in it!!!

Your sister in Jesus – Pam

May 2020

Hello Saints!

How great it is to be a child ot the Living God! Blessed be His Name forevermore! How blessed we are to have His Word! His Word does not change. The more you read it, the more you draw from it, its that living water that churns up your spirit. What a delight it is when it comes to life within you! I was listening to the book of Mark while going to sleep last night, then after sleeping awhile and waking up in the night, I put it back on and sometime in the night I heard Jesus saying, “This people honors Me with their lips, but their heart is far from Me.”  It didn’t have much of an impact on me in my sleepy state until this morning when reading in Isaiah, as I’m continuing my yearly journey through the Old Testament, and the third verse I read was, “Inasmuch as these people draw near with their mouths and honor Me with their lips, But have removed their hearts far from Me.” When the Lord repeats something it catches your attention. I had prayed before going to bed last night that the Lord would show me what He wanted me to share this morning.  Then when He repeated it, I’m thinking, “Is this really You, Lord? Seems a little harsh don’t You think?”  He is so loving and merciful. He wants us to keep our hearts connected to Him and not simply fall into vain repetition.  We have to make sure, that during our prayer time and throughout the day as we’re going about our activities that we are not just paying Him lip service. So often, I will find myself during my prayertime saying, “Be exalted Lord, I worship You Lord”, over and over, while I’m actually thinking about the day ahead. By repetition I can praise Him for 10 or 15 minutes, before I realize that I forgot I was in my prayertime! My brain will have run on ahead into the next week. How precious this time is that the Lord has given us to focus on Him.  It’s like when you’re telling a child something and they’re obviously not paying you any attention, until you finally take their face in your hands and say, “look at me”. That’s what God is saying to us right now, “Look at Me.”  Wow, I hope that just hit your spirit the way it hit mine. How lovely to think of Him holding our face in His hands to make us look into His eyes.  Kind of sad that He has to make us look into His face, but how merciful that He’s willing to reach for us to bring us into that intimacy with Him.

Something else I read in Isaiah this morning was “ For thus says the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel: “In returning and rest you shall be saved; In quietness and confidence shall be your strength. But you would not, And you said, “No, we will flee on horses”,-Therefore you shall flee! And, “We will ride on swift horses”- One thousand shall flee at the threat of one, At the threat of five you shall flee, Till you are left as a pole on top of a mountain and as a banner on a hill. Therefore the Lord will wait, that He may be gracious to you; And therefore He will be exalted, that He may have mercy on you. For the Lord is a God of justice; Blessed are all those who wait for Him.”  (Is 30:15-18 NKJV) In my margin it says the “pole” is a tree stripped of its branches. Again, how great is the mercy of God. He tells us to return and rest, in quietness and confidence we can find strength.  Afterall, He is our hope, He is our anchor, He is true and steadfast, we can hold onto Him and know that He will not be shaken. But as we look at the enemy, our mind races ahead and we weigh all our options until we’re off and running.  But God says when we find ourselves stripped of everything else, when all else has failed us, He will still be waiting to show us mercy. How can we not be madly in love with Him! That’s why we MUST read His Word. If we open it and think we’ve just got to get through it as our daily duty and thinking before we start, it’ll probably be as bland as yesterday, then it probably will be. Isaiah 29:11, “The whole vision has become to you like the words of a book that is sealed, which men deliver to one who is literate saying, “Read this please,” and he says, “I cannot, for it is sealed.”   That’s what leads to Him saying our hearts are far removed from Him. He is willing to open the words of His book to us and give us revelation.  Not only revelation but living water and manna that will feed our spirits. In verse 18 & 19 it goes on to say, “In that day the deaf shall hear the words of the book, and the eyes of the blind shall see out of obscurity and out of the darkness.  The humble also shall increase their joy in the Lord, and the poor among men shall rejoice in the Holy One of Israel.” The day is coming when no one will have an excuse before Him. We can walk in that joy right now! We don’t have to go through this time in fear and trembling wishing we knew what the Lord was saying, we can read it and rejoice in it! I’m tempted to type the whole chapter 30, but I am going to give that to you as your homework assignment. As we go through adversity, He promises to deliver us.  As we lay down earthly things we thought were valuable, He pours out riches beyond measure. Even in the midst of His fierce anger, He says we will have a new song.
From verse 29-33, I was reading it with a song welling up in my heart while having this mounting awe at the fierceness of God, and then realizing how great it is to believe in a God who has that kind of authority and might. I pray the Lord pours out on you an overwhelming love for His Word, for His authority, for His mercy, and for His faithfulness to those who put their trust in Him.  Isaiah is a little intimidating to me, definitely above my pay grade J and never would I have thought to be sharing from it, but that’s the beauty of God and His word.  It’s for all of us, every part of it.

Since last month, we had a chicken miracle. My sister had told me about some grocery stores in a Mennonite community about an hour from us, so her and I went up there 2 wks ago. One store had 20-pound boxes of breaded chicken patties for 20.00. I couldn’t open the box to see what they looked like and there was nowhere on the outside that said how many patties were inside.  The boxes weren’t too terribly big, so I thought maybe 50 or 60 in a box? After putting 2 in the cart, I realized I had no freezer. It only took 2 phone calls to find someone who said they’d store them for me. So I figured at that price, I should get 4 and that way there’d be enough chicken patties to give the homeless each 2 sandwiches at a time, for 2 weekends. Turns out there were 140 patties in each box and they’re delicious! A chicken miracle! The Lord is sooo good! This delighted my spirit to no end. Because of the abundance, I ended up not only taking them down on Saturday morning but also on Sunday morning, and I still have enough for 2 more Saturdays! What a joy it is to work for the Lord!

Thank you to those of you who have continued to send cards and notes. I had them in a pile reading them yesterday and what a blessing it is to be in the family of God. Thank you for your faithfulness, for loving mom and dad as you did, and continuing to pour that love out onto Patty and I. It’s a huge encouragement. I can’t express to you enough how much it means to me. It will be such a joy to rejoice with you before the throne. Finally, we’ll get to meet you all! Be prepared to have your dancing shoes on!

Your sister in Jesus,


April 2020

Greetings Saints,

In the Name of our mighty Lord and Risen King! He is worthy of all of our praise and all of our adoration! He overcame death and the grave! He made a way for us to get to the throne! He defeated our enemy! He took captivity captive! He loosed the chains of those who were enslaved and said “Who the Son makes free is free indeed.” We are free indeed! Because of His great love for us, because of His infinite wisdom, His never ending compassion, He refused to leave us without remedy and He came for us Himself that we might have this hope in these earthen vessels. He would not have done all that to fail us now.

In the midst of all this, I honestly forgot that Resurrection Sunday was coming up. The greatest day there ever was! The day our Lord and Savior declared that sin would no longer condemn us to death. The day He went Himself and made the way of escape, that just as He rose, we could rise. Hallelujah!!!

In Revelation 5:1-2 it says, “And I saw in the right hand of Him who sat on the throne a scroll written inside and on the back, sealed with seven seals. Then I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and to loose its seals?” The LAMB!!! (Sorry, since we know the answer, I can’t help but shout it out J) I love this passage. It tells us no one in heaven or on earth, or even under the earth was able to open it or even look at it. And poor John wept much because in that moment he must have felt how much we have all fallen short. But we don’t have to count on our worthiness, because we can count on His goodness, His faithfulness, His Holiness, His worthiness. There was One! It was the LAMB! He is worthy! He is worthy! He is worthy! Rev 5:9 “And they sang a new song saying, “You are worthy to take the scroll, and to open its seals. For you were slain, and have redeemed us to God by Your blood. Out of every tribe and tongue and people and nation, and have made us kings and priests to our God; And we shall reign on the earth.” 

We all know this but let’s go ahead and glory in it for a minute. We are redeemed by His blood. Washed. Made clean. Made whole. Sanctified as kings and priests. Not by anything we’ve done to deserve it. We couldn’t of ever done anything to obtain it. He knew our nature. Knew the evil intent of our heart. And yet that did not deter Him. How infinite is His compassion and mercy! For every nation! All the nations we are seeing with people dying from this virus, He gives them the same hope that He has given us. Our nation has this hope! We have this hope! He is worthy. Out of all the thousands upon thousands of angels in heaven, what could they possibly have ever done to not be considered worthy enough to open that scroll? It leaves me in awe thinking of how holy that scroll is, that only He, who laid down His life for all humanity, has obtained the right to open it. There are so many wonders that will be revealed to us in heaven! My heart soars to think about it. We do have to get through this life, and yes, the matters at hand are very real and very pressing, but we have so much more ahead than what we see before us.

One thing I appreciate about all this is activity being stopped on the Sabbath. This is something that I have always struggled with, just like most Christians do. In this day and age how do we properly honor the Sabbath? After church is it wrong to go and eat out? Or to catch up on some shopping? When doing ministry, and we’re in a prison in another state on Sunday, I always feel guilty driving hours to get home late Sunday night, but life resumes on Monday. Should I stay over and pay for one more night at the motel just to “rest”? It seems selfish & like I’m not being a good steward of the money.  But He commanded it.

In 2Chronicles 36:15-21 we read about the Lord God having given the people warnings by messengers and prophets but they despised His words until His wrath arose, until “there was no remedy.” That is such a sad sentence, “no remedy.” And so the Lord allowed the city to be torn down and the people to be carried away, to fulfill 70 years, until the land had enjoyed her Sabbaths. The Sabbath may not seem like a big deal to us, but it’s a big deal to Him.

In Nehemiah 13:15 Nehemiah says, “In those days I saw people in Judah treading wind presses on the Sabbath, and bringing in sheaves, and loading donkeys with wine, grapes, figs and all kinds of burdens, which they brought into Jerusalem on Sabbath day.  And I warned them about the day on which they were selling provisions.” He went to the nobles of Judah, and asked them what evil thing were they doing and in vs 13:18 said, “Did not your fathers do thus, and did not our God bring all this disaster on us and on this city?” Nehemiah not only closed the gates just before the Sabbath but he posted guards at them and at first, the vendors camped outside until Nehemiah threatened them with bodily harm! All the things they were doing, is exactly what we do. Good things, bringing in food and supplies that I am sure the people were using for good purposes. To all those people I’m sure Nehemiah seemed like a mad man at that point.

I was sharing this with my pastor, Monte Sheets, and he told me that just the night before at church they had been discussing Isaiah 58:13-14 “If you turn away your foot from the Sabbath, From doing your pleasure on My holy day, And call the Sabbath a delight, the holy day of the Lord honorable,
And shall honor Him, not doing your own ways, Nor finding your own pleasure, Nor speaking your own words,14 Then you shall delight yourself in the Lord; And I will cause you to ride on the high hills of the earth, And feed you with the heritage of Jacob your father. The mouth of the Lord has spoken.”
 Can you imagine being “delighted” on Sunday morning just because it’s Sunday, His day!  Do we known what it means to “delight yourself in the Lord”?  How wonderful of a place that must be to be in His delight!  

There was such relief in my heart one morning as I read the Word and then knelt to spend some time in worship, knowing I was not going to be leaving the house that day. It made a huge difference in how I was able to interact with Him. There was peace and joy in it, (and it wasn’t even Sunday!) He never said “Observe the Sabbath day, to keep it holy, as the Lord your God commanded you,” to keep us from any enjoyment, but to bring us into an intimate place with Him as we worship Him. How serious are we willing to take the Word of God? We talk about standing on His word, are we willing to stand on this one? What if we did it, and He radically changed our relationship with Him? I’m not saying any of this in judgement or condemnation. This has been stirring in my heart and it’s thoughts I have been asking myself. It’s an inner challenge that I’m thinking I need to lean into and figure out what changes I can make to honestly honor the Sabbath. When they announced that all sporting events were being shut down, especially where thousands upon thousands fill the stands on Sunday, it struck me about the Sabbath, what it’s been turned into, and how much the Lord wants the heart of our nation to return to Him. What if we delighted ourselves in Him and He fulfilled His end of the promise! What if His Word is true!!!

Hopefully, during this time, you are having some wonderful moments with the Lord. I pray He reveals His word to you in awesome ways. As much as it is a hardship for people, it’s exciting to see what the Lord is going to do to turn this around for His glory. That’s especially my prayer for the inmates. Sickness in there spreads like wildfire. There’s no way to keep them spread apart. They will never have enough sanitizer to continually wipe down surfaces with prisons that have so many inmates. I only just recently learned that Newcastle Correctional, here in Indiana has over 3000 men. The Rockville Women’s prison has over 1000. And that is only 2 out of 20 prisons in Indiana. I’m praying that during this time, the Christian inmates will be filled with fresh fire and anointing, that they will lay their hands on the sick and the sick will recover, that all the seeds that have been planted will come into full bloom and there will be a wave of glory flow through those places such as no one has ever seen before. I’m praying the flow of drugs will dry up.  Since no visitors are allowed, may the Lord reveal and expose the officers and staff that have been supplying the drugs and if there’s no repentance, may they be removed from their positions.

We’ve been praying for the Lord to move and now we have to thank Him for answering our prayers. May the Lord turn the hearts of our leaders towards Him for direction and leadership. May parents turn to Him for food and provision for their children, as they bond with their children in prayer and reading the Word.

I was praying for a particular family this week for the Lord to please provide for them & the very next day, someone came to me and said the Lord put it on their heart to give money to that family and asked if I’d take it to them! He answered pronto! How awesome is that! I love being in His employ. He never lays anyone off!

I went out this morning with our new treasurer, Jim Koch, and his wife Beth, to feed the homeless.  They took the feeding ministry over for me at least 5 years ago when dad and I were away so many weekends, and they have done an amazing job.  A church has let us use a building on their property for 8 years or so every winter to give out the food so the homeless can come in and get warm as they sit and eat.  But because of the health crisis, the church has said for the time being we can’t gather there.  So this morning we were under a train viaduct.  It was cold and rainy.  I picked a couple up who were sitting outside a gas station on milk crates with bags around them and asked if they’d like to go get coffee and a sandwich.  They were so grateful.  When we got there, one man’s hands were so cold that his fingers wouldn’t straighten out.  I had to pry them open one by one, as I worked each finger into a glove.  (And yes, I had on plastic gloves.)  With all the restaurants closed, the library closed, and the Rescue Mission no longer allowing the public to come in and sit down to eat, these people are destitute.  The couple was telling me, the Rescue Mission will give out one bottle of water per day to each person outside, and a meal to go, but there is nowhere else they can go in to get a drink of water for the rest of the day.  They used to sit in the library, or even Burger King would allow a bible study in their lobby for them.  But now every door has closed.  It’s a hard call as to whether to take food to them or not with the mandate in place.  But James 2:15 -17 says “If a brother or sister is naked and destitute of daily food, 16 and one of you says to them, “Depart in peace, be warmed and filled,” but you do not give them the things which are needed for the body, what does it profit? 17 Thus also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead.” Our faith has to be in God to give us guidance in this and we have to believe that if He sends us, He will protect us and those we come in contact with.

The couple I’d picked up, asked if I could drop them back off at that same gas station when we were finished. As we were driving, I asked if they were in a tent. They said they’d found an abandoned garage to sleep in for the time being.  I don’t hand out money unless the Lord tells me too and when they were telling me how hard it is to come by a drink of water during the day, I thought maybe I should buy them some bottles of water, but then I thought that would be more weight for them to carry and she was already having trouble walking.  I had a little over $30 in my pocket, so as I handed it to them I said, “I don’t normally do this…” and she started crying and said, “We can get a motel room for tonight and take a shower.” I asked if they could really get a room for that and she said yes.  When she told me where, I understood why, but it was so much better than being outside wet and cold.  I drove them there and on the way was trying to figure out what I had in the bank and how many nights I could pay for.  Then the Lord reminded me that this is His ministry and since I haven’t went to any prisons this month, there was money in the ministry account!  He’s rich!  Over and over on the way there they were talking about how happy they were that they were going to shower and I thought how much I take that for granted every morning, how much I enjoy it every morning, and how different life would be without it.  I paid for a week with the ministry card, it was 150.00.

She was in the van when him and I went into the lobby and was still thinking it was only for the night.  When we drove to which room would be theirs, as they were getting out, he told her, “She paid for a week,” and she started crying all over again.  I had the privilege of praying with them before they got out.

This is what’s so amazing about the family of God. No one of us has to do every-thing by themselves.  Thank you for trusting us with your support and believing we will use it to further His Kingdom.  It takes all of us, working in community, believing that the God we serve is greater than what we see before us.  No one knew that couple’s situation as they were sitting outside in the cold, being wet, with cars driving by and no one noticing them, but they have a Father who seen them, heard their cries of despair and reached out for them.

Be blessed and enjoy His presence!

Your sister in Jesus – Pam

March 2020

Hello Saints!

                      It’s the season when all things start becoming new again. Don’t you just love it! The bareness of winter is about to break forth into the beauty of spring. Only God could have come up with such a great plan. Last week my friend Theresa and I saw this pillar of cloud in the sky at sunset that was simply breathtaking. How does He do that! His designs never get old.

As I looked back over the last two newsletters, somehow a miracle slipped through the cracks that I didn’t get to tell you about. Some of our ministry family in Kentucky have been going into the Northpoint Correctional Facility once a month and doing a special evening service. This is a prison in Kentucky that dad got involved with many years ago, going in every August and being part of a 3-day crusade. Patty and I were blessed to not only go with him several times but also to be able to continue going since his passing. This past January, as they were doing the monthly service, one of the ladies felt in her spirit to tell an inmate, who she noticed had an injured hand, to go dip his hand in the baptismal 7 times and the Lord would heal it. She immediately thought that was her own thought and said to herself she would never say that out loud. A short time later a male and female volunteer were at the baptismal actually doing baptisms and she got on the microphone to give a word and she said before she could stop it, the words flew out her mouth for that man to go dunk his hand in the water 7 times. He ran to the baptismal and began dunking, a countdown began, and on the 7th time, this man whose hand had been covered with blisters from a chemical burn, came up smooth and healed! She said the room of about 80 inmates erupted in shouts of praise, exclamations and requests for prayer! Erupted!!! How awesome is our God! Every time I think of it, my heart starts doing summersaults. When Patty and I were coming back from Florida a few weeks ago, we stopped at Lexington, Ky and had brunch with the two ladies who were there that night. They were so excited about going in for their February service and seeing what God would do next, that we could not help but be caught up in the excitement and wonder of the power of God. Can you imagine how that affected those men! My heart is so excited about prison ministry this year that I have a severe case of happy feet!

            In the midst of what we experienced in Alabama and hearing about that miracle, we still have our every day ministries here at home. While we were gone, a 38-year-old woman that I just met in the fall when I was asked to pick her up for our Monday night Faith Based Mentoring meeting, (for people coming out of addiction, on house arrest, etc) texted me on January 30th that her mom had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. A few days after we got back from our trip her mom had deteriorated so much that the woman had not been able to go to work. So I went and sat with her mom for two days while she went to work. Four days later she texted me that she thought her mom was dying. I went to the house and sure enough, she looked just like mom in the last hours. A few hours later while I was praying over her, just like with mom, she slipped away. Yesterday we were at the funeral home making the arrangements. Last night as I was walking into my room, my legs turned to rubber and I caught myself with the bed. I was so emotionally drained, I almost passed out. It seems too soon to be ministering with someone about something so personal and painful when there hasn’t been enough time for my own healing yet. I cried with her at the house, in the van while taking her places, and again at the funeral home. Tears can be very obstinate sometimes and just come whenever they feel like it. It’s led to some sleepless nights and getting up in the wee hours to read the Word until enough comfort comes to lay back down. This morning as I got up, I thought, I’m never going to get up feeling strong again. It was a struggle.

            I can’t encourage you enough to have a daily set time to read the Word and pray. Do it out of obedience. No matter what your head tells you, no matter what your heart feels like. My reading was in I Kings 20:27 “…Now the children of Israel encamped before them like two little flocks of goats, while the Syrians filled the countryside.”  Vs 28 “Then a man of God came and spoke to the king of Israel and said, “Thus says the Lord: “….I will deliver all this great multitude into your hand and you shall know that I am the Lord.” This is what I love about the Old Testament, over and over God shows His faithfulness.

     No matter what the situation looks like, as His children we can rest assured, the battle belongs to Him. At this point my heart started to lift a little. As I knelt down to have my prayer time, over and over I kept thinking about trees. I know I’ve shared about trees with you before but it’s not my fault, the Lord keeps showing me more about them. It dawned on me that with absolutely no help from us, all the Lord has to work with is dirt and water. Yet look at how strong they are. Look at how long they stand. Look how long the things last that are built out of them. Dirt and water. We are constantly getting into situations that are messy and immediately we just want to get through it and get cleaned back up. This family that I’ve been going through this with are all smokers. I come home, tie my clothes in a trash bag to keep my whole room from smelling like smoke and wash them as soon as possible. As I write this, my coat is tied up in a bag on the floor until the next time I go there. But as much as we don’t like dirt on us, there are nutrients in it. As much as we don’t like situations that seem to taint our spirit, there’s something in them that will spur us to grow, if we let them. Only God can filter out the nutrients that need to flow into our spirit and wash away what shouldn’t remain, but maybe that’s why He’s offered us living water. I double-dog dare anyone to pick a tree that’s between 80 and 100 years old, take a good running start and tackle it. They’re strong! Dirt and water. This amazes me!

As I kept praying and praising God for how amazing all this, my back got straighter and strength just seemed to fill my being. Joy came into my belly and started spritzing out to my limbs. It’s true! When we praise Him, He responds! As I was driving to church, looking at the trees, my spirit continued to exalt the Lord. I kept thinking “dirt and water”. Yet look at how much God has done with that! Without neither of those elements, this world as we know it, would not exist. With all the modern technology no one has ever come up with a better plan to grow trees or to produce water.

When we’re having a bad moment, when the situation seems to keep returning to overwhelming distress, we have to choose to praise. We think that because we did that before and now we’re back in the same state, what’s the point? Yet when we get hungry we never think, “I ate 4 hours ago and now I’m hungry again! Food must not be working for me!” Of course not. Yet for some reason we expect our spiritual fullness to last without returning to the well.

Last month I heard Dutch Sheets tell the story of the Chinese bamboo tree. He said the gardener plants a seed and then waters it every day for four years. During that time there is no growth. Yet the gardener tends the ground and waters the seed. During the fifth year, the seed sprouts and in six weeks it grows 90 feet. Now did the tree grow 90 feet in six weeks or in five years? In five years. It took that long for the root system to get big enough and strong enough to support a 90-foot tree. So often, we don’t see anything happening and wonder why God isn’t moving. Keep reading, keep having your daily prayer time, let your roots dig in deep and grow in strength.

After all these centuries of mankind trying to improve upon God’s design, I would like to publicly declare that yes, His plan is perfect, His ways are just and He is a glorious God who is worthy of all our praise.

With all that said, Lets go fishing!                                                                                        

Your sister in Jesus,


February 2020

Hello Saints!

How great and glorious is our God! His mercies are new every morning! New morning, new mercy, that’s how it works! Despite the tumble we took with the loss of mom, it hasn’t taken long for the Lord to show us that we are to look ahead. A scripture the Lord gave me this week was Psalm 126:5 “Those who sow in tears, shall reap in joy.” Less than 2 weeks after dad died, I had to be at a prison ministry conference in Florida. On the one-month anniversary of mom’s death, Patty and I loaded up to come down to Alabama for prison ministry. I know I made mention of this in both of the last 2 newsletters, but I don’t think it can be emphasized enough, we have to believe that He is Who He says He is. If we choose hope, truly choose hope, how can we allow ourselves to dwell in despair? It’s not that we don’t miss them. Patty and I have both wanted to call mom and tell her how the trip is going. We always knew she was holding us up in prayer and waiting for the reports! But now our eyes have to be fixed on the Father.

We are down here for the annual Renew Hope prison invasion that dad used to write to you about. It’s where volunteers come from many states so that we can be all be divided up in groups and sent to 26 correctional facilities and do ministry day and night for four days. This year there were about 350 volunteers. Its organized by the We Care Prison Ministry based here in Alabama. When I came down in 2018 and did the volunteer chaplaincy work at the Montgomery Womens Correctional Facility, it was through them that I was able to do that. This has been a wonderful, phenomenal, awesome week! The power of the Lord has been all over the place! People are split in different regions of the state. Patty and I were assigned to the Atmore area, where there’s a number of men’s prisons. Each evening, those of us in this area come together at the We Care facility for a meal after the last service about 7:30 pm.  To hear what God did in each facility is incredible. We heard that at 2 services in 2 different facilities, the same message was being preached, using the exact same scripture the same night by 2 different preachers! In our service last night Patty had told the men they were to start being used by the Lord now, right where they are, that they don’t have to wait to get out to start serving God. We were teamed up with Dan Utz and his wife (who did music for dad’s services in prison for about 12 years). Dan told the men in this same service (about 100 of them) to put their hand on the man’s shoulder to their right and pray for them. After a few moments he told them to switch and put their hands on the man’s shoulder to the left of them and pray for them. To hear all these men in the prison, praying out loud at the same time for the man next to him was a symphony too beautiful to describe. A lot of these men would never even speak to one another in the prison population, so for them to act in obedience without hesitation was a miracle in itself. It was a divine moment directed by the Holy Spirit. Last night at the We Care office, a woman told me how she felt led by the Lord to tell the women in the jail yesterday to let God start using them right now where they are, then she had the women join hands and told each of them to pray for the woman to her left! The Lord was doing the same thing in two places!

This may sound like of course those are things we should have done and said, but take into account we are all from different backgrounds, different walks of life, and for the same words and actions being done at the same time by different people makes you know it was being directed by the Holy Spirit.

One man shared how he had walked up to the cell of a man in solitary confinement. The man was reading a book. He started talking to this man who was covered with tatoos and found out He knew about Christ but had been backslidden for a long time. Before long with tears running down both their faces, he was reunited with the Father as he recommited his life to the Lord. How can your heart not be singing at the thought of that! Today, that man is a new creation in Christ! New day, new mercy!!!

When I took the cordless microphone last night and began speaking, it literally felt like their was an electric current running through my hand. I actually looked at it and when I realized it was being run by batteries about exploded with the joy of knowing it was the Holy Spirit! Dad used to say, “You can’t lose with the stuff we use”, and he was right! We have no idea how many people received a word from the Lord this week, how many found new hope, how many were set free from oppression, addiction, how many were saved from commiting suicide or taking the life of another, but we know where all the glory goes! Hallelujah! Thank You Jesus!!!

The president of the We Care ministry told us to be sure to thank our supporters for making it possible for us to come down here this week. So thank you, thank you, thank you!!! I can’t tell you how blessed Patty and I are to do this and we absolutely could not do it without your support. On this trip we’ll be gone two weeks as we’ll be at a prison ministry conference in Florida from next Tuesday through Friday, ending with a service at a large reentry center on Saturday for men who’ve been released from prison and are working their way back into society. The amount it takes to do this adds up quick. Thank you so much for believing in the effectiveness of this ministry, believing with us that God is bigger than the mistakes people have made, and believing in the redemptive power of the gospel in transforming the lives of those incarcerated. Thank you!

My reading this morning took me to Joshua 18:3-4, “Then Joshua said to the children of Israel: “How long will you neglect to go and possess the land which the Lord God of your fathers has given you? Pick out from among you three men from each tribe, and I will send them: they shall rise and go through the land, survey it according to their inheritance and come back to me.” How is that for a word from the Lord! How long will we neglect to possess our inheritance? We have an inheritance of victory! We have an inheritance of overcoming the world! We have an inheritance of love, joy, peace! How long until we possess it?!!! Look in the scriptures, survey it, see what belongs to you as a child of the living God. Then look at your situation, survey the land, walk into it as a child who already has all the provision he needs to work it out, to hold your head up confidently. Don’t hesitate to grap a few other people to look at it with you. Joshua said, “pick out three men from each tribe…”  That’s probably why the bible says don’t forsake the assembling of ourselves together. We need to stir each other up for good works.

After mom passed, there were a couple weeks when I couldn’t lift my head above water. I’m so grateful for the board members of our ministry reaching out to me. Their prayers were the life preserver I desperately needed. Then another friend called me just to let me know I wasn’t standing alone and I realized the Lord was directing me to our new treasurer. Within a few days another friend called and offered to be my secretary! Can you imagine, I get a secretary who isn’t related to me! Mom was our secretary and treasurer. As I sat at the bank desk watching them take her name off the account, my eyes filled with tears. I wanted to say, please don’t erase her. But this is all part of the process. How blessed we are for the loved ones God has given us, for a time and many seasons. And even more blessed that He has not taken them away from us forever. In the meantime He has given us this wonderfully huge family to support one another, to see things we often can’t see ourselves, to laugh, to cry and to stand together.

Don’t let offense separate you from the the family of God. It’s a great work that’s bigger than anyone of us, but includes all of us. I try to only tell you the good parts of our travels, but when you work with other ministries, volunteers, people from different backgrounds, there are all kinds of opportunities for offense! We have different opinions, attitudes, ways of doing things and it not only gets uncomfortable but a little abrasive at times. There’s nothing like sandpaper on an open wound. Instead of feeling like the lone solder, just know that it’s normal. But it’s a place you don’t have to stay in. There have many times when I’ve been in tears before the Lord right before going in to minister trying to get past my offended heart and laying it down before the Lord. In the end I found out the pruning was worth it and I didn’t need that limb anyway. J

Walk into your inheritance! Receive all that He has for you! You are free indeed!

This is the day that the Lord has made, rejoice and be glad in it!

Your sister in Jesus,


January 2020

Hello Saints,

                 For those of you who have not heard, mom went to be with Jesus  on December 24, 2019. This picture is the closest example as to how the two of them are looking right now, so happy to be reunited, and rejoicing even more that they are in His Presence together. Only I am sure their bodies are in the best shape ever! And there’s a possibility that there may not be any motorcycles in heaven (if you can’t tell, that’s what they are leaning on), but then again, we won’t know until we get there.

On December 13th, I was in mom’s living room, having my morning devotions while she was still sleeping and reading the 1st chapter of Luke. I only know the day, because something struck me so profound about this chapter that I had to write it out. Zacharias was given this beautiful prophecy about John right after his birth from verses 67-79. I wonder what Zacharias and Elizabeth thought John would be like from this beautiful prophesy about John’s purpose and anointing. Since Zacharias was a priest, I wonder if he thought John was going to be a great priest who would lead the people in great victorious battles, where he’d hold his hands up over the army like Moses and the army would prevail tremendously. Or maybe he thought John would have visions like Ezekiel that’d fill peoples minds with awe and wonder. Or maybe he’d give prophesies like Isaiah that’d be written down and read in the temple for generations to come. Whatever it was that John was going to do, he knew it was going  to be incredibly awesome for through his own mouth the Holy Spirit had said that John “will be called a prophet of the Highest”… going “before the face of the Lord to prepare his ways…” giving “salvation to His people by remission of their sins”…(surely this meant he’d serve in the temple!), “to give light to those who sit in darkness and the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.” I’m wondering if Zacharias ever dreamed about the day when John clothed in priestly robes would stand before great crowds of people reading the scriptures and explaining all the mysteries of God as he gave “light to those who sat in darkness” & guided their “feet into the way of peace.” What else could words like this mean?

As John grew in the wilderness, do you think Zacharias doubted the words he thought he heard? Maybe it wasn’t the Holy Spirit at all, maybe he’d just spoke out of his own wishful thinking. Do you think he ever felt self conscious being at the temple, dressed in his robes, carrying out his priestly duties, wondering if the people there were whispering about his son, who was “supposed” to be this great prophet full of such insight and holiness, who was living like a wildman on locusts and honey? Who in his way of giving salvation to people by remission of their sins broke every tradition that Zacharias had ever been raised in? How did his son think that by simply pushing them under the water their sins could be forgiven? Where was the sacrifice? People bathe in the rivers everyday, if this was all it took, wouldn’t their sins already be washed away?

Unless if the Holy Spirit was giving Zacharias and Elizabeth a super natural download throughout John’s life (which He totally could have), then they were probably like most of us, wondering if they’d actually heard from God at all.


Luke 1:80 says “So the child grew and became strong in spirit and was in the deserts till the day of his manifestation to Israel.” That’s what the scripture tells us. Which gives us the comfort that his parents must have known he was in the will of God. Did they? In hindsight, knowing the whole story, it makes perfect sense. But in truth, we don’t recognize the trials that cause us to become “strong in spirit.” We don’t see them as nutrition for our inner man and definitely not as building blocks for our character.

But what an insight as to how God sees it! While people are shaking their heads at what appears to be our failure, especially after such a great proclamation at John’s birth, this son who’s spending his days aimlessly in the wilderness, God sees what’s building on the inside. He didn’t let John waste his time building a house he was never meant to live in, or to spend in years in a profession he wasn’t called too. What looked foolish to men, was wisdom to God.

In light of mom’s passing, this insight has become so dear to me. I believed with my whole heart mom was going to be healed. She had a tremendous healing in late August/early September and for weeks the Lord overwhelmed her daily with his goodness. He literally was showering her with His presence so much that many times she said she didn’t know how much more she could stand. About 2 weeks before she passed, she got up one morning and said she’d dreamed that night she was healed, doing all the things she used to do. We were doing exercises, and even though she could only do them while sitting, I had no doubt she was going to get stronger. Then one day she woke up confused and extremely weak, and within 8 days she was gone.

In Luke 7:19-20, while in prison, John sent his disciples to ask Jesus, “Are you the coming One, or do we look for another?” John didn’t ask Jesus to deliver him from his circumstances but he needed to know if Jesus was Who He said He was. On Christmas eve throughout the day as I walked around mom’s room, watching the signs as her body was shutting down, remembering all that I “thought” would happen, how I had interpreted what I “thought” I had heard from the Lord, what I really needed to know was if Jesus was who He says He is.

That night, Patty, her husband, and I, along with some faithful saints were praying in her room, and moments before she passed, her face transformed so beautiful, so soft, her breathing which had been labored all day, became natural and relaxed, and then with a wisp of air, she went from here to glory. We knew in that moment, without a shadow of a doubt that He is Who He says He is. And how appropriate that she went on Christmas eve. It’s the whole reason that He came, “For there is born to you this day in the city of David, a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.” Luke 1:11  He came to give us this hope of glory. To grant to us the inheritance of eternal life through forgiveness of sins. Our hope all through her sickness was never displaced. It was right where it was supposed to be.

I pray that whatever you’re believing God for, that you will see His goodness and His faithfulness. No matter what it looks like, trust in His wisdom. In Luke 7:24, concerning John, Jesus asked the people if they’d went out to see “A reed shaken by the wind?” John was not blown about. He was sure in what God had sent him to do. And apparently Jesus liked that about him because he certainly took time to point it out. Stand. Know that He is God.

God bless you in this New Year and grant you peace.


Your sister in Jesus,


December 2019

Hello Saints!

What a delightful time of the year to rejoice in all the Lord has done for us! No longer a baby in a manger but now King of Kings! He came in so silently, so sweetly, so tiny to have such a massive purpose. He gave a divine example of how we can be flesh and bone, and yet carry out a Holy calling. He promised that when we are weak, He will be made strong through our weakness. Even if He hadn’t of come, He would have been qualified to make that statement, but just to make believers out of us, He left His heavenly home, to prove to us that He could live on earth as a Son of God, in order to strengthen our faith that we could also. How can we not be thankful that He has provided a way of escape for us! Not only a way of escape but a direct path to the Father! He is the way, the truth, and the life! He is the door that will lead us into everlasting life. He is the shepherd that will lead us beside the peaceful waters. He is the vine that will strengthen and support us. He is the living water that will nourish our spirits so that we never thirst again. There is nothing else we need to run after to fulfill us because He is what we have always been searching for and in need of. He is awesome and amazing and marvelous!!!

Just like a lot of you, we have been in a season of valleys and mountains. A lot of people complain of plateaus, feeling like they’ve reached a place where nothing’s happening. And then there are those of us, who see a plateau coming, and our heart speeds up as we think we’re about to land and just rest a while. Then all of a sudden it seems like the landing gear isn’t working, and instead of landing, we skid across what we know would have been a beautiful place to just sit and reflect awhile and we slide right over the edge! And our brain is screaming, “Lord, I don’t want to learn anything else right now!” We have to believe that either His grace is sufficient or its not.  When you look at the place you’re in, just think “I can do this with hope or without it”; I’d choose hope if I were you. What have you got to lose? J It doesn’t cost a cent to put your hope in God and leave it there. But the benefits, oh the benefits!!! “Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless His holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits; Who forgives all your iniquities, Who heals all your diseases, Who redeems your life from destruction, Who crowns you with loving kindness and tender mercies, Who satisfies your mouth with good things, So that your youth is renewed like the eagles.” (Psalm 103:1-5) I think that is pretty self explanatory! Those are all good things!

The first sign of mom’s cancer in May of this year was a cough that eventually became so bad it’d keep her up most of the night. She couldn’t rest without coughing. She couldn’t talk without coughing, so much so that we had to resort to mostly texting to communicate. The fits grew worse. It was at an appointment with the cancer doctor either in July or August when again she was asking them wasn’t there anything they could possibly do for the cough and he very matter of factly told her, it would never go away. Due to the progression of the disease, there was simply nothing to be done. I can’t tell you the number of times we prayed for it to stop. We prayed, proclaimed scripture, listened to scripture, and prayed again. After a few months, when she’d cough, I’d mostly ignore it, but mom diligently would pound on her chest and tell that thing to be gone in the name of Jesus. Guess what – mom is not coughing. I don’t know when it actually happened, but she pointed it out to me last week. It’s gone. And her voice is getting stronger. And one day, her feet didn’t even swell. What has it cost her to keep believing in Him? Nothing. What did she have to lose by not proclaiming His promises? Everything. What did she have to gain? Everything! It’s a victory worth shouting about! Mom keeps saying she wants to go see that doctor and show him she’s not coughing! She has a Physician who will never leave nor forsake her, whose promises are Yes and Amen!

Last week I had a dream about the end times, the sky was full of helicopters, people were running in mass, someone started shooting from the ground at the helicopters, and then I woke up. Immediately I heard, “Do not be deceived.”, and that left me wondering….  So it further surprised me when a while later, I opened my bible to read and seen my bookmark was at the 1st chapter of Revelation. It definitely made the dream seem more ominous. We’ve heard about the book of Revelation so much, heard so many end time prophecies, seen so many times past when people thought for sure it was coming, (December 31, 1999, my heart was certainly in my throat as the countdown for midnight took place) that it’s easy to be lulled into this sense that we will never see it in our lifetime. Do not be deceived. Do not be deceived by the overwhelmingly bad news on the television so that you think certainly the sin in the world is winning. Do not be deceived by the looming darkness. Do not be deceived by despair. Do not be deceived into believing for one minute that maybe it’d be easier without God, it won’t be!!! Do not be deceived into thinking that maybe He doesn’t even care. He has a plan.

This has actually been my best reading of the book of Revelation ever! In 5:13 it talks about every creature which is in heaven and on earth and under the earth and in the sea, and all that are in them shall be saying, “Blessing and honor and glory and power Be to Him who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb forever and ever!” “Every creature in the sea…” Have you seen those shows where the ocean specialists are trying to interrupt the sounds the whales and dolphins are making in the water? They should read the bible! We can tell them! They’re giving praise and honor to the One who created them! Every creature “on earth and under the earth…” I had this image pop into my head of Jesus coming towards the earth in the clouds and every ant on the face of the earth and in the earth stopping in it’s tracks, legs sprawled out in front of it and it’s head touching the earth as they bow to the Lord of Lords and proclaim His glory. The birds will be going crazy all chirping at once, the elephants sounding their trumpets, lions roaring, cows mooing, chickens squawking, frogs croaking, ducks quacking, all of creation sounding off in a glorious symphony, unlike anything we have ever heard before. Can you imagine it?!!! Doesn’t that stir something inside of you! And if that weren’t enough commotion, verse 7:9 “After these things I looked, and behold a great multitude which no one could number, of all nations, tribes peoples and tongues, standing before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, with palm branches on their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, saying, “Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!” These are only the ones who have come out of the great tribulation, so this isn’t even the total number of the saints who will be worshiping Him! Can you imagine the sound!!! Thank You Jesus for coming so we can be a part of all this! This is our inheritance! This is all part of the package of eternal life.

I know Revelation hardly seems like holiday reading material but if you’re going through any kind of holiday blues, I strongly suggest it. It embodies the persona of a mighty, powerful God who has not left us without remedy. He has a plan that will not fail. Our hope of glory is not a far off fairytale. He is not sitting with His hands tied, wondering how we’re going to get out of this mess. If your situation is so dire you don’t have time to read all the way through, skip right to chapter 20:1-2 “Then I saw an angel coming down from heaven, having the key to the bottomless pit and a great chain in his hand. He laid hold of the dragon, that serpent of old, who is the Devil and Satan, and bound him for a 1,000 years and he cast him into the bottomless pit, and shut him up, and set a seal on him…” One angel binds Satan, count them; One! We often give him credit for being more powerful than God, not sure if God can deliver us from his works against us, but ONE angel lassos him with a great chain! But don’t stop there, read chapters 21 and 22, you’ve come this far, you may as well get to the best part! 21:4-7, “And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes, there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away. Then He who sat on the throne said, “Behold, I make all things new.” And He said to me, “Write these words for the true and faithful.” And He said to me, “It is done, I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. I will give of the fountain of the water of life freely to him who thirsts. He who overcomes shall inherit all things, and I will be his God and he shall be My son.”

Hold on saints! You are counted among those who are faithful, you are an overcomer, He is your God. He shall wipe away your tears, you shall see no more death, no more sorrow, no crying. He will make all things new for you. He is your Alpha and Omega, your beginning and your end.

Have a wonderful Christmas and a blessed New Year!

Love, Your sister in Jesus,


November 2019

Hello Saints!

“Oh give thanks to the Lord!  Call upon His name; Make known His deeds among the peoples! Sing to Him, sing psalms to Him; Talk of all His wondrous works! Glory in His name; Let the hearts of those rejoice who seek the Lord! Seek the Lord and His strength; Seek His face evermore! Remember His marvelous works which He has done, His wonders, and the judgements of His mouth…” I Chronicles 16:8-12  Even His judgements are wondrous because through Jesus, He has judged us to be righteous! While reading the word this morning and coming upon the armor of God in Ephesians, I thought of how patiently this week, the Lord stood me up, and He, Himself, girded my loins with His belt of truth as He reminded me that He will not fail me and that all things will be made manifest by His light. He patiently put His breastplate of righteousness over my war weary clothes and whispered that the battle is not mine, but His. He shod my feet with His gospel of peace and unswervingly told me that He gives me peace not as the world gives, so don’t let my heart be troubled, nor let it be afraid. He picked up the shield of faith, that I had so carelessly let fall under the bed, and put it back into my hand with the assurance that faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen, because everything that I do see, the trees, the ocean, the earth, was made by that which was not visible, and yet here it is, so surely I can trust Him to accomplish everything that He has sent His word to accomplish. As He straightened the helmet of salvation over my disheveled hair, He kissed my forehead and my heart rejoiced with the knowledge that He is my light and my salvation, whom shall I fear. It was so easy then to pick up the sword of the Spirit, the living word of God, and to delight myself in it. Just like your own children, when learning to dress themselves, don’t always get it quite right, God doesn’t mind to come in and make the adjustments.  I love Him for that!

This month was a turbulent whirlwind. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is hold on. The first weekend of the month we were at Little Sandy Correctional in Kentucky with about 1,000 inmates. The Lord’s strategy was phenomenal! He has the best plans. In this prison, we also give out snacks. However, we usually set up the snack table over by the chapel, and although a lot of inmates come over there to get them, it hasn’t seemed like an effective ministry time. Good but not great. This time, we set up over in front of the dorms, by the basketball court and literally hundreds of men were standing out there in lines, as well as all around the area. We had the sound system set up with a constant flow of musicians and speakers sharing testimonies, while individual volunteers were talking & praying with the men. It was like a heavenly carnival. The Spirit was flowing like living water. The presence of God was beautiful. I watched one young man standing with his arms folded in front of him for almost two hours listening intently to everything being said. Finally I made my way over to him and started a conversation with him. He told me how the Lord had delivered him from drugs in jail. He had been coming in and out for 8 years. But this time he knew the Lord was changing his life. However, he had only been at this facility a short time and didn’t want anyone to see him going to church. Since he was new, he didn’t have any reputation here and he didn’t want them to think he was weak. We talked about if you deny the Lord before men, He will deny you before His Father.  Although he understood this, he still wasn’t convinced it’d be a wise move for him. That evening he didn’t come to our service. The next morning, we’re walking in, across the yard, and he was sitting at a picnic table. I said, “Hey, I didn’t see you at church last night.” He started to give me an excuse and I told him I didn’t want to hear it. It was Sunday morning, so we had to get straight to the chapel for the service. After a little while, in he came. At the end of the service we had baptisms.   When the men who had signed up for baptisms were finished, Pastor William Bumpus, kept asking if there was anyone else who wanted to get baptized. Finally, this young man, stepped up to the plate! Afterward he told us how the Lord kept working on his heart after I’d walked by him. He had been waiting for another guy from another dorm to come outside and braid his hair, then it started raining, so he went back to his own dorm. He tried to get on the computer and the computer kept kicking him off. Then he went back to his bed area, and one of our male volunteers came on his dorm and started talking to them about coming to church. So he said, he threw his hands up and said “Okay, Lord, I’ll go!”

The weekend after that we had a retreat for some men from the halfway houses in our area at Stillwater Retreat in Yoder, IN.  If you’re ever in the market for a great place to have a retreat, look them up! The men who came are in recovery from alcohol and drugs.  A lot of them have been recently released from jail or prison. They loved being out in the woods! They fished, canoed, did team building activities, ate, ate, and ate some more, had testimonies and times of sharing. My friend, Johnny Hill, from Indianapolis, who did 38 straight years in prison, came and at almost 70 years of age, roasted a hot dog for the first time in his life! Darius D’Vine Wordz, also out of Indy, came ( who I believe did about 5 years in prison, and is now serving the Lord while working at the Wheeler Rescue Mission in Indy ((where Johnny also works)), and did some great christian rap for the guys. Who knew, that serving the Lord could be both fun and recreational!!!

The third weekend we were at Westville Correctional. A totally different weekend than the first two weekends of the month. I think that’s why we never tire of prison ministry. Every facility is different in set up, in what they will and won’t allow us to do, what type of program can be done, and how we are allowed to interact with the inmates. And yet God shows up. He is not put off by the conditions or limitations. When you see Him move on someone, when their eyes are enlightened by what the Spirit gives them understanding to, as a heart of stone turns into a heart of flesh and they allow themselves to feel the love of the Father, you realize it was worth the drive and totally worth jumping through the hoops.

Mom is so grateful for all the cards and prayers she has received that she wrote a note for you:

  “ To My family in the Lord, all these years, 

         I love the family of God, and keep you in my prayers. Thank you for your prayers and all your cards and love for me. 

      I can hardly describe or explain this wonderful place where the Lord has me. He fills me full everyday with Himself, peaceful, free from pain, praising Him morning until night. I don’t understand it, I don’t really know why. I do know that He can love us more than we can ever stand it!

     Many years ago, He gave me a dream. We were living downstairs, and one day I decided to go upstairs. I climbed the stairs and the first thing I noticed was the light, it was so full of light. Next, there was a kitchen so full of modern equipment, everything you could possibly need in a kitchen. Next was a room full of flowers, plants, trees, so much beautiful life. Next, the room was full of beds, all shapes, sizes, even one hanging from the ceiling. There were many resting places. I threw up my arms and said, “How come we’re not living up here?” This is where He wants me to live. I know the Lord gave me this dream. I have never forgotten it all these years. When you know He has given you a word, vision, dream, and you are sure it is from Him, I encourage you to watch over it, keep it, believe it. No matter how long it takes, He will bring it to pass and put you there. This is where I am now. I am overwhelmed. This is where He wants me to live, in His light, His provisions, His beauty, His rest.”      Love, Jane                                              

Isn’t that a beautiful dream! “14 For this reason I bow my knees to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, 15 from whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named,16 that He would grant you, according to the riches of His glory, to be strengthened with might through His Spirit in the inner man, 17 that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love, 18 may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height— 19 to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God.

20 Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, 21 to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.”   Ephesians 3:14-21 NKJV

We have so much to be thankful for!!! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Your sister in Jesus,


October 2019

Hello Saints!

                        Glory to God in the highest! Praise be to His blessed Name! Let our faith be stirred up as we remember how great and awesome He is! Galatians 6:9 tells us “And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart”. It may seem like you’ve prayed the same thing over and over, or that a situation just isn’t changing but in Psalm 77, it tells us to remember the works of the Lord. Remind yourself of the situations where He has been faithful, even if you have to look all the way back to Moses! “Will the Lord cast off forever? And will He be favorable no more? Has His promise failed forevermore? Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has He in anger shut up His tender mercies? And I said, This is my anguish; But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High. I will remember the works of the Lord; Surely I will remember Your wonders of old. I will also meditate on all Your work. And talk of Your deeds. Your ways O God, is in the sanctuary; Who is so great a God as our God? You are the God who does wonders; You have declared Your strength among the peoples.” Psalm 77:7-14  See how the whole tone changes when you start recalling Who He is? You can start out questioning where He is, wondering if He is ever going to move again, but when you look back at all He has done, your faith stirs up and hope arises within your spirit.

Last night I pulled up some videos on YouTube of the charismatic movement of the 70s. Watching stadiums filled with people raising their hands to the Lord, tears streaming down some of their faces, stirred my faith up. What He did then, He can do again. His mercies are everlasting. He can certainly move across our nation and cause multitudes of hearts to return to Him. He can send His glory down in waves and open the eyes of those blinded by this world, to see the One who created it all.

I say all this after my own faith was wavering this past weekend when Patty and I went to the Luther Luckett men’s prison in Lagrange, Kentucky. I felt like we were the fishermen in the boat pictured at the top of this letter.  From our understanding there were 29 volunteers going to meet us there. When we showed up on Saturday morning there were 4 others who showed up. Had it of been a chapel event, this would have been totally fine, but we were to minister on the open yard. So 6 of us went into a prison of 1200 men with a couple hundred of them on the yard at once. It seemed like a lot of fishing to be done with very few poles and not enough nets! Somehow the instructions had gotten mixed up and even though we were asked to be there that morning, when we were escorted out into the prison yard where the chaplain already was, he said, “I wasn’t expecting you but you’re welcome to walk around the yard and talk and pray with whoever you want to.”  ????? (That’s what my brain said.) We had printed copies of the emails with us that said it was a 2-day yard event, and we could have made an enemy out of him by proving him wrong in front of the inmates with our written proof, but you have to choose between validating yourself or just taking the opportunity the Lord has put in front of you.  He could just as easily have told us to leave and come back the next day. That morning was overwhelming enough, then in the afternoon, the chaplain gave out snow cones in the yard, which is an unheard of occurrence in prison, so there were literally hundreds of men that came out! There was no preaching. We simply walked, around and either sat with them at tables or talked to them standing up. The yard was huge. There was a baseball field, soccer field, volleyball area, weight bench area, and tables sporadically placed throughout.  There was also an outside track that went around the whole thing.  I spent some time walking the track the next morning with a few of them. The first group I walked with told me it was 2 laps to make a mile, then the next guy I walked with told me it was 3 laps. Either way, I did 7 laps that day, so I figured that was enough walking for about a week.

We often have in our mind what ministry should look like. That first day, it looked very unorganized. For the most part we split up because the task was so big and it looked like we could cover more ground if we had individual conversations than if we worked in pairs. You listen a lot in those situations. Patty and I always keep an eye out for one another and can recognize when we need to go to the other one, and sometimes we just get near one another so we can pass the guy we’re talking to off to the other one. (Patty’s got that down to a science!)  By 3:00 pm, when the yard whistle blew for the men to go to their dorms, we were grateful to have made it through the day.  I don’t know how many conversations a person should have with different people in a single day, but if there’s any legislation on the legal limit, I say it shouldn’t be more than 3!

The next day, including Patty and I, there were 20 of us that went in. During the morning time on the yard, we did the same as the day before and moved around talking and praying. During the afternoon, some of the team served hamburgers, chips, and cookies, while some of the team was doing music and speaking on the yard. Patty and I worked the yard, engaging men in groups and individually. There will always be a group of them around the PA system paying attention to the music and speakers, but there were literally hundreds of them standing off, as they stood and ate their food, where the sound of the service could not reach them. It was a blessed time of meeting brothers who knew the Lord and those who did not but were receptive to listen and glad to talk to someone.

The family of God is so important. The other 4 who came on Saturday morning were warriors. They didn’t complain or get bent out of sorts. Their attitudes were so much better than mine! They looked at that field like it was full of hidden treasure.  Seeing their faith, stirred mine up. That’s why we need one another. Standing alone, feeling like you need to be an island, is a deceit of the enemy. We often think that if we don’t reach out to others, we’ll have less chance of getting let down. Often we put our expectations too high on how we expect others to be. None of us will ever have it all together in every area. But that doesn’t mean that each of us can’t be used by God. Patty can reach people who’d never receive it if I said the exact same thing to them. We all have different gifts, talents, ways of saying things, or of showing God’s love, that will uniquely touch someone. Don’t look at anyone and discount them for use in the kingdom, or for the way God will use them in your life. I can walk into a garage, see all the tools laying around, and think, “there’s nothing in here that can help me right now.” A man can walk into the same garage, see the very same things, and start thinking of all he can do with those same tools. Lets not be limited by our own vision, but ask God what He sees.

Let hope arise in your spirit. May you draw from the One who is everlasting with new mercy and fresh anointing. Dip your cup into the springs of living water and drink heartily. He is good. His plans have not changed. He will do what He has said He will do. Remind yourself of all His good works.

Your sister in Jesus,


 October Schedule

Oct 3, 4, 5; Little Sandy Correctiional Facility, Sandy Hook, Ky

Oct 7; Faith Based Mentoring, Ft Wayne, IN (pm)

Oct 10: Family Court, as a mentor, Ft Wayne, IN

Oct 12: Stillwater Camp, Retreat for men dealing with addiction and previous incarceration, Yoder, IN

Oct 13: Women’s Work Release Center, Ft Wayne, IN

Oct 14: Faith Based Mentoring, Ft. Wayne, IN (pm)

Oct 19, 20; Westville Correctional Facility, Westville, IN

Oct 21: Hope Probation Court, Ft. Wayne, IN (am)

Oct 21: Faith Based Mentoring, Ft. Wayne, IN (pm)

Oct 24; Family Court, as a mentor, Ft Wayne, IN

Oct 28: Hope Probation Court, Ft. Wayne, IN (am)

Oct 28: Faith Based Mentoring, Ft. Wayne, IN (pm)