Dearly beloved in Christ Jesus, I would that you would stand with us in prayer. I have known for many years that I belong on the mission field. I have been on several occasions. All I need is an open door. I'm desperate for the community, love, ministry and joy of the mission field. I was in India in 2001. By American standards, most of India is pathetically impoverished. Yet among a people who possessed almost nothing at all, I found the richest faith and the joy of the Lord flooded my soul. I have never felt more alive that I did there. I would ask you to seek the Lord with me for the revelation of His will and purpose for my wife and I. I would ask for mercy in that there is no worthiness among us, only willingness. Efforts of my own will never prosper. I just don't want to miss God. I want to do what I've been called, anointed, and trained to do. If you ever heard the song "Touch through Me" and it moved you deep inside, then you will understand a little of my heart. The labor of prayer is for unsung heros of faith. Behind the scenes they move God to move mountains. I know some of the faith here in these quiet souls. I call upon you to be kind and mention us to the Master when you speak with Him. It was when the disciples were in "one accord" that the Holy Spirit fell upon them. Even so come quickly, Lord Jesus.
