Archive for December, 2007

Have we lost our senses

Have we lost our senses

Sight, hearing, touch, taste and smell, given to us by God to help us discern between good and bad. Smell a piece of food that is rotten and decide not to trust your nose and take a bite, your taste buds will scream out “are you crazy, spit it out.”  Funny it should work the same way in spiritual matters but usually we ignore the warning and end up repenting later when we could just obey. I am convinced the problem resides in our diet we fail to taste of the Lord’s goodness.

Ps 34:8 O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.

Lust is the uncontrolable craving to feed the senses with things that end up being bad for us. Greed is the uncontrollable desire to have everything it sees. Both of these sinful extremes flow out of a heart of Pride. It is high time we go on a spiritual diet. New Year resolutions very seldom make it more than a week or two. I think we need an addiction to maintain a good spiritual diet. I know I am addicted to coffee as soon as I get up I need one and without it I am sluggish. Well with my recent battle with malaria I have not wanted any coffee and I am doing just fine, don’t miss it at all, even the thought of it right now turns my stomach. If we don’t read the word and fellowship with the Lord in prayer and worship then we will be spiritually sluggish. Add enough days in a row and we end up in a spiritual coma.

If we woke every morning and pursued Jesus like we do so many other things we love we would change the diet and change the health of the church. This is my challenge to us all in 2008. That we would be found living in the pleasure of the Lord basking in His goodness, and walking in spiritual discernment, tasting His goodness and rejecting the counterfeit. 


Revelation 4:11 Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.

Here are a couple of things that have helped me through the years keep things fresh.

Prayer is conversation, that is two way, don’t do as much talking and pursue listening to the Spirit of the Lord.

Acts 13:2 As they ministered to the Lord, and fasted, the Holy Ghost said, Separateme Barnabas and Saul for the work whereunto I have called them.

Meditating on the word not just reading it. It deposits the word in your spirit so later in the day the Lord has some thing to draw from as a testimony of His goodness. 

Ps 77:12 I will meditate also of all thy work, and talk of thy doings.

Let God’s goodness lead us

Romans 2:4 Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness and forbearance and longsuffering; not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?


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I was just in Uganda 4 months ago and as we were leaving our good friend Paul handed all of us a box of co-Arinate a strong antimalarial medicine. We have to many experiences with American doctors miss-diagnosing malaria and by the time they did recognize it would be so bad. I had never had malaria but after being home about 12 hours I became very sick with chills, aching joints etc. I made it through Christmas morning with the family but by noon I was sitting next to the wood stove freezing.

Long story short 36 hours later I began the treatment and have just now early Saturday morning taken my last set of pills. I can not tell you how great I feel, I just want to praise Jesus. I know this is TO MUCH INFORMATION but please bear with me. I had not urinated for over 3 days and I had been drinking 7up and water and eating dry toast only. I began to fear my kidneys may try and shut down and I was afraid to tell my wife knowing I would be off to the hospital. I know all you medical guys hear fingers on the chalk board, but honestly I was just trying to trust the Lord and press through. At about the 4 day mark normal body functions prevailed. I was so excited, telling my wife at that point, got the crossed arms and the shaking head stare. Praise God its good to be alive, to the story at hand.

During my first few hours of sickness I posted a story about Rose because it was so important I just wanted to get it from my heart out to the world. Now that I have all my faculties I will tell it again. Thanks for enduring.

I’m home from a short trip to Uganda east Africa. It was just myself and two fireball college students, Bethany Hartzler and Stacey Shaw. They would be taking video footage for a proposed orphanage. We left Kansas City on Dec 15th in a snow storm and missed our flight from Chicago. I had never been part of a missions trip without spending time together in prayer before leaving. That was what we were doing, because the girls had just finished school and drove into KC picked me up and we headed for KCI airport.

Funny thing the night before we left my wife and I had gone to wal-mart for some last minute things, when our friend Mary whom we had run into a few minutes earlier walked up and handed me some money. She said “I had to come back, the Lord spoke to me and told me to give you this money, just use it as the Lord leads.” We were so short on funds and we could not afford a hotel and after we got the news that we missed our flight I remembered the last minute gift.

The Lord knew we needed the time to pray and get on the same page and we all knew He was with us. 24 hours later we were off again to Amsterdam, then Nairobi, finally landing in Entebbe. My suitcase with all my clothes did not make the flight, but showed up on Wednesday. I think we knew with what seemed such demonic opposition, the Lord Jesus must of had a big plan.

We stayed with missionary Alma Jones and we were working with Richard and Debra Kaaya and Paul Basulawa. As we toured the Kaaya’s primary school we found about 30 out of 250 students which had not gone home for Christmas break seeing they had no home to go to. The girls began to shoot some footage while Debra began to tell us some of their stories. Bethany was drawn to a little girl in a yellow dress. Her face was stern, giving the impression that She had been through a lot considering She wasn’t much more than an infant. Here is Her story.

Rose is 3 years old and She lives with Her Mother and Grandfather. Her Mother is 15 years old and by doing the simple math we know the Mother was 12 at the time of the birth. We found out that the Mother had conceived during a rape. I will mention at this point that the Mother has mental illness. In America this would make a classic liberal case for abortion but thank God not this time. God seems to have thundered from heaven with this little girl that ALL life is precious and worth living. She truly lives up to Her name Rose. Precious Rose you have captured our hearts, you are beautiful.

We had pastor Kaaya take us to buy some food, and We delivered it to Her Grandfather. He was so grateful and began to tell us how Rose at 3 years old did the washing and cleaning, seeing that he was old and the Mother was just not mentally capable. My heart is hard, I admit it I have been all over the world and I have seen things that made me vomit, close my eyes turn away and cry, and here I was just numb, yeah numb that describes it.

The next day we took some beanie babies, bracelets and candy to the 30 orphaned children. Rose was there and we noticed She drifted off by Herself. When She was asked what was wrong, She said that She was just putting back part of the candy to share with Her Mother. What a display of love this little girl demonstrated. Finally the hardness gave way and my heart did not hold back tears, I cried. I thought how Rose was conceived in rape and hatred. I thought of the prison of emotional pain that Her mother lives with yet They are a picture of pure LOVE. Rose will serve as a reminder of how fearfully and wonderfully we are made. We are created by God, not by our circumstances, nor are we limited by them.

Abba Father this Christmas 2007 I have been given a fresh look at the gift of life and have again found it precious. Raise this precious Rose up for all to see the handy work of your creation. Let Her be a reminder that you are the Spirit of Adoption and you are the father of the fatherless and the defender of the widow. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen


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 I woke this morning a little overwhelmed. I leave tomorrow with two college students for Uganda east Africa. I think its my 7th trip to Africa and my 6th trip to Uganda. It should be old hat by now but here I am pressing in at the last minute believing for all the pieces to come together while up to now they have not. God is always on time and not to often early. One day I will walk in that, and not just know it with head knowledge. We will be doing interviews and making a documentary so to speak trying to raise funds to build an orphanage with my long term friend Richard Kaaya. That is not the norm for me, I have never done anything like this I usually am handing out bibles and training pastor’s in the bush.

I know from experience that when I get there they will have me speaking and right now I feel a little dry and empty and a that seems when the Lord comes through the strongest, when we are at our weakest. Just being transparent. Back to the point at hand as I struggle to get my day started I keep hearing in my spirit the phrase “If God Be With Us” now I know that in Romans 8:31 it says  What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us?” but that is not what I was hearing so I googled the phrase and picked this post about my hero Leonard Ravenhill : In Judges 6, Gideon is older, and while threshing corn, is fearing an attack of the Midianites. For seven years, the once liberated slaves of Pharaoh had again become captives. Dens and caves were their homes. No longer were they able to sing the Lord’s song. It must have sounded like a fairy tale when that angel appeared to Gideon and informed him, “God is with thee, thou mighty man of valor.” Yet he shot back the answer, “If God be with us, where be all his miracles which our fathers told us of?” This answer makes clear that Gideon was expecting some supernatural evidence. To him, the seal of the Lord’s presence would be something that could not be rationalized.Alas that today there is more evidence of religious sensation before our eyes than evidence of spiritual regeneration and supernatural phenomenon! Not many Christians today can forget the fact that the devil goeth about as a roaring lion, but we seem to have lost sight of the fact that the Lion of the tribe of Judah has defeated the roaring lion of hell, and therefore every anointed Samson or Gideon or church can also slay the lion of hell. Though wicked men are doing wickedly, God’s promise to us is that “the people that do know their God shall be strong and do exploits” (Daniel 11:32). God pity us that after years of writing, using mountains of paper and rivers of ink, exhausting flashy terminology about the biggest revival meetings in history, we are still faced with gross corruption in every nation, as well as with the most prayerless church age since Pentecost.

Judges 6:12-14 12 And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him, and said unto him, The LORD is with thee, thou mighty man of valour. 13 And Gideon said unto him, Oh my Lord, if the LORD be with us, why then is all this befallen us?and where be all his miracles which our fathers told us of, saying, Did not the LORD bring us up from Egypt? but now the LORD hath forsaken us, and delivered us into the hands of the Midianites. 14 And the LORD looked upon him, and said, Goin this thy might, and thou shalt save Israel from the hand of the Midianites: have not I sent thee?

Wow I remember the 5 w’s of good journalism who what where why when. God said He is with us, we give the 5 w’s He say’s simply go with no explanation, just GO.

Here we are at the Christmas season no better time to think about Jesus, Emmanuel, God with us. Matthew 1:23 Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.

Jesus paid the ultimate price to be with us and He said in Matthew 28:20 teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.” Amen.

No mater who is against you, or what is happening to you, or where you are, the questions of why is this happening to me, or when will this ever end. If you are Born again and have excepted Jesus as Lord and savior your sin is cast as far as the east is from the west and HE IS WITH YOU take comfort. If not Repent ask God to forgive you , we all have sinned. God the Father sent His Son Jesus to pay the debt for our sin by a brutal death on the cross. He was buried but was raised from the dead and is seated at the Fathers right hand, waiting for you to let Him in, just ask, its that simple. He changed my life, He will yours too. Merry Christmas


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Iowa the place that dreams come true. Build it and they will come. Build a debate and ask the question “Don’t Mormons believe that Jesus and the devil are brothers?” The news media can’t pass that one up, they come running from every where. Funny how that question is actually in the heart of most conservative Christians. I know I must have been asked that question 10 times in the last several weeks referencing to the possible beliefs of republican presidential candidate Mitt Romney, a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.

Mike Huckabee’s quote from The New York Times, on December 12, 2007 was  ‘‘Don’t Mormons,’’ he asked in an innocent voice, ‘‘believe that Jesus and the devil are brothers?’’

Well, well, what have we here, I know The headlines today offer an apology from Huckabee but before we move on to fast did you see the Church’s official response.

A spokeswoman for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints said Huckabee’s question is usually raised by those who wish to smear the Mormon faith rather than clarify doctrine. “We believe, as other Christians believe and as Paul wrote, that God is the father of all,” said the spokeswoman, Kim Farah. “That means that all beings were created by God and are his spirit children. Christ, on the other hand, was the only begotten in the flesh and we worship him as the son of God and the savior of mankind. Satan is the exact opposite of who Christ is and what he stands for.”

What does exact opposite of who Christ is actually mean? Unless you understand what they really believe about begotten, that sounds right. In the mid 1980’s I had the privilege to meet Thelma “granny” Geer who was a 4th generation Mormon, and a great-granddaughter of a Mormon pioneer and polygamist John D. Lee, who was a personal bodyguard to Brigham Young. You should check out what She says on the whole matter of rlds beliefs.

Here is a site  http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=242089537

The recent TV commercials present Mormonism as just another denomination when in reality it is another Jesus they preach. What Romney believes should have nothing to do with Him being president since George Bush being a member of the secret society skull and bones evidently made no difference to Christians in the last elections. I am being facetious, I do believe it matters there is a demonic spiritual realm and if a person has even suttle ties to it then their discernment is very flawed to say the lest.

OK I know I will get some negative feedback on this but let me say just a word of my why. I have spent much time in Uganda they are a nation that has had much blood shed. They have been a nation also plagued by witchcraft. I have personally seen things that most Americans have no grid for and I would not waste my time telling you its just to far out threre. Several X-witch doctors who have become flollowers of Jesus christ, have said they would bow down to the demonic powers in the US because they operate covertly, hidden and in business suits with lots of money where in African it is in your face and fear based. In the US we don’t believe in any thing spiritual good or bad Whether its God or Lucifer they are just out there some where.

Something to Remember 2 cor 11:14  And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light

We need discernment in this hour Lucifer is not a sexual bi-product of God, inquiring minds will find out what that means! Good Day

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Wounded Knee, the first time I heard that name something deep took root yet it took 30 years to know what it was. Tag along with me and uncover the seed the root and the fruit of one of America’s dark chapter’s.

Dad loved the old Westerns hop-a-long, gabby, and Roy. That in turn inspired playing cowboy and Indians. I had never been given a sugar coated version of history from my father. He loves history and even taught it the public school system when the small church salary was not enough to live on. I suppose I picked it from dad, but I wanted to be the Indian not the cowboy. I had my spear my bow and arrow my leather shirt with the fringe on the sleeves. I had red lipstick war paint and my rubber bladed knife to scalp all those pale faces who spoke with forked tongues.

All would come to a screeching halt as Mom yelled out the door its time for supper. I would make my venture back into the civilized world where I had to wear shoes and a shirt. Oh I eventually grew up and left the tribe to the younger boys. There was one time I walked through the house and caught a news story about wounded knee on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation having a standoff with federal agents. I stopped and listened and had the thought that the past had come calling the future a visit and then kept going not to think about it again for years.

In recent years I have taken a lot of criticism for doing world missions. I hear the usual things why don’t you stay at home there are plenty of people who need help right here. That is true yet I happen to hold to the Jerusalem Judea and Samaria and the uttermost parts of the world mission statement. That is Kansas city is my Jerusalem and we minister here and outward where ever that leads to. That helps me stay focused and a few years ago I began to have a heart for the first Americans to stand up and take their place. I believe in indigenist missions elsewhere why not here. Funny when I saw my first American Indian church service I thought this is a cowboy service. I thought, what an injustice our missionaries have done making them white. We don’t do that anywhere else in the world why here. Why have we taken the culture away. I know the demonic is in every culture that worships many gods. Not everything is demonic, God has built in every culture something redemptive that is of great value. If we do not recognize it we the American church miss something that will hold us back from being the nation God had planned for.

I have been to pine ridge and white clay I have seen the prison and the tribal jail I have seen the drunks laying on the streets at 10 am from the effects of the white mans liquor. Oh there is a wound here and time will not fix it only Jesus will be up to this task. I think its the hour, HBO has produced a movie called Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee attention has once again focused on the wound. I am about to put the DVD in and watch it with my wife and I will return to give my feedback but until then let me go on record and say to all First Nations people I am Sorry. We lied We murdered and every other sin imaginable to you as a people. We have broken covenant after covenant with you. We gave you death in exchange for life. I pray the Lord heals the wound and restores 100 times what you have lost. The white American church is sick and does not know it we think we are rich and increased with goods and have need of nothing. We have believed the Lie. Jesus Heal our Nations Wounded Knee. Heal our prayerlessness.

Hebrews 12:12-15 12 Therefore strengthen the hands which hang down, and the feeble knees, 13 and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be dislocated, but rather be healed. 14 Pursue peace with all people, and holiness, without which no one will see the Lord: 15 looking carefully lest anyone fall short of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up cause trouble, and by this many become defiled;

Ok I am back. The language was rough at first but after that I settled in. I had a wide range of emotions through out the movie. Anger shame and remorse did I mention anger. I remembered the stories I had heard about my great great great grandfather David Dealy being married to a full blooded Cherokee from surrey county North Carolina. Her name was Rebbecca Mills and I was told She was adopted by a white family. Was it Indian blood in me that was so emotionally moved by the atrocities? No not at all, actually Its another blood that was shed that bothers me so. Jesus left a commandment for His followers to disciple the nations. At the point in history we call the dark ages the church began to kill people who who stood in way of the crusade for dominion. That changed over time to gold and the land that had hidden it.

We forgot what the psalmist said in Psalms 24:1 The earth is the LORD’S, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.

There is a great quote in the movie “in the Sioux language there is no word for an individual to own the land” or something close to that. At another point in a post interview with one of the actors it is mentioned in the Sioux language there are NO cuss words. They did believe in a creator our public school can’t admit that today and court battles are the proof. Who is it that is civilized. This is my point, the land is made for seed, what we sowed was bad seed. The seed was lust for gold and land. The root is pride and the fruit is death and destruction.

So what do we do about it? Pray, Repent, and Respond Rightly. We need to be honest that is always a good place to start. Repent 2 Chronicles 7:14 If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Could that mean heal our wounded knees? Yes I believe so.

Respond ,In closing the other night I went to bed hungry not just a little, but very hungry. The phone rang and Dianna answered and handed me the phone it was Matthew from Pine Ridge riding a bus back home from Wichita. He said they were delayed and run out of money and had not eaten for a while. I felt more compassion than usual considering my own hunger and we put together a little food and money and I headed to the Kansas city bus terminal. Matthew is a big man and he had His little daughter with him. She found the fruit loops Dianna had packed and you would have thought it was Christmas. I had meet Matthew in white clay Nebraska. Built on the northern border just south of Pine Ridge. Pine Ridge is dry No Liquor, so some one saw the opportunity to make a lot of money by selling fire water just a short walk from the reservation. We had taken coats up to a great ministry called 555. “see link below” http://theaboutgroup.ellsworthdesigns.com/index.html

Bruce Bonfleur is visionary of 555 helping bring dignity back to the native Americans and not just giving a hand out. Matthew helped us unload and gave us his view of the current conditions and was very thankful and humble. It stirred my heart to see Him again and I realized the Lord was in the meeting. I was hungry and you fed me. WOW , what if in our history we came giving and not taking what MIGHT WE BE AS A NATION. It might just have been God we Trust rather than the coin in which it was written. ITS TIME FOR GOOD SEED IN GOOD SOIL TAKING GOOD ROOT AND PRODUCING GOOD FRUIT. GOD GIVE GRACE To the Sioux Nation. WE NEED THEM

The Name Wounded Knee its self stands to remind us as a nation we have forgotten God and left the place of prayer years ago. Not just in school but home now even in the church. The knees have always been a symbol of kneeling in prayer in humility. We have much to pray about let us return to that place and see Healed Knee.

Check out our out-reach to Pine Ridge http://houseoffriends.wordpress.com/pine-ridge-outreach/




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On December the 15th 2007 I will be heading to Uganda east Africa. It will be my 6th visit in last 7 years. My Friends Shawn and Laura Charles lead the first team I went on along with with our friend Kato from bible college. I was captured by an event that happened that year that will never let me go. This is that story.

Floyd McClung was our pastor at the time and had spent most of His life on the mission field with YWAM. He was giving instruction about practical things like the difference in cultures between a cold climate and warm climate. Floyd made a statement that I took to heart at the deepest level. He said that He learned early on that a missionary who is married must look at things with their spouse in mind when traveling without them. Explaining that men in particular give quick answers like this. Wife ; Honey how’s the trip? Husband; Great! Wife ; What happened. Husband ; Awesome things. Wife ; Tell me about it. Husband ; You know lots of ministry. You get the picture Its called communication and unless it has to do with hunting or fishing or sports we men don’t do it or at least not well. We were challenged to spend time looking at things our wives would notice if they were with us and to tell them about it when we got home. Sounded very wise so I kept that out in front of me.

 On the first full day in Uganda our organizer Derrick Kiboneka took us to John Mulinde’s church the trumpet center to preach at the noon hour service. As we walked about a half a mile through the city to get to the church my eyes were wide open in shock. Street kids every where looking for a hand out. We had been warned that the kids would take any money they got and buy rags soaked with fuel that they would huff to get high. We could give them food but not money. Just up ahead I saw them, two little girls well under 10 years old. They were holding hands and with the free hand out stretched looking for help. We had nothing to give we were totally unprepared for that collision with reality. I reached into my pocket and all that was there was a pack of cool mint Ice Breakers gum. I pulled out two pieces and put them in their hands as they looked back at me as to say what are we to do with this? A lump formed in my throat and my eyes began to water up as I tried to ignore them pulling on my heart strings. I told myself keep going you can’t save the world.

The instructions that Floyd had given came rushing in. What would my wife do keep walking! I could hear Her saying in my head ” John you can’t just leave them here”. I shook it off and kept going and had a great day, saw many wonderful things the Lord was doing in Uganda. But then came the night and I was all snug in the mosquito net covered cot. I closed my eyes and there they were with their hands out and I am not to much of a he man to admit I cried myself to sleep.

The truth of the matter is I can still see them not as clear as I once did oh but they are there. They are older now maybe 12 or 13. I pray someone more compassionate than I found them and rescued them from the life on the streets. A million more all over Uganda flooding south from the war torn north. While I snuggle with my wife and grandchildren in front of the warm wood stove early this morning I am thinking of them. My heart is once again softened for the thought that maybe we together can make a difference.

I will turn 46 this year while in Uganda. Like the old song “Its my Birthday and I can cry if I want to” This time it will not be tears of sadness but of gladness. I will be filming the real deal, the need and the small vision the Lord has given some of my friends and I its called Abba’s House. The vision is to build  “childrens home” on site at pastor Richard Kaaya’s property overlooking beautiful Lake Victoria. We will be working with Pastor Billy Bope from Indiana who pioneered the school on the property with Richard and Debra Kaaya. The children will both have a place to call home and a good education. I will be taking two college students with me who will be helping me with videoing and interviewing and they will be setting up means of doing adoptions. They have already been pioneering in that area.


The pictures above were taken at Richards school the planned location of Abba’s House



Abba House , Entebbe Uganda

Abba House , Entebbe Uganda

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Hero is a word reserved to honor those who have risen above the norm

A hero is a person who ‘s presence brings peace to the torential storm 

Hero, He rose from the muck and the mire that was to be my lot, for my soul He fought

Hero, I rolled the dice, He left paradise, My rescuer He paid the Price, My Hero Jesus Christ

The storm still rages, sin calls for its wages, prisoniers like dogs in cages, I found Jesus in the Pages  

The Book call the Word, set me free like a bird, PEACE BE STILL, Oh yeah I heard

Now I bust a rhyme, yet I served no time, not my dime, but my grim and crime  

Hero you washed me in your own Blood, over me like a flood, oh what precious Blood

Hero forever, leave me NO never, Your Plan was so cleaver, God became man, Jesus My Hero   

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