September Newsletter, 2014 Rick McPherson
Eldon has been a friend of the mission for a long time. Through the years he has donated various things to us and has always been friendly and helpful. I remember a few years ago picking up a refrigerator and being impressed with his neat and orderly garage and home. Not only was everything organized, it was also labeled. He was my kind of guy!
Well, the phone rang a few weeks ago and it was Eldon. He was selling his home and moving into an assisted-living residence for seniors. He said he didn’t think he was quite old enough to qualify because he just had his 90th birthday. But, the reason he called was to ask if we would like to have the contents of his home. He wanted to give everything to the mission.
I must admit it’s not every day that someone gives a whole houseful of stuff. Eldon wanted us to have it all. He donated furniture, appliances, silverware, china, tools, clothing, linens, computers, tools and books. He even included a varsity, letterman’s jacket. You know the kind with the leather sleeves and Melton wool body? “Jerry” was embroidered on the right chest.
It took a whole team of people and three trucks to pack and load his gift to this ministry. What a gift! What a blessing! What a day!
Driving home I prayed for Eldon. I was thanking the Lord for Eldon’s generosity and thoughtfulness when I was reminded of this verse in Proverbs. It was Solomon, the wisest man to ever live, who said, “One gives freely, yet grows all the richer…” (11:24) What a truth! Eldon is richer than ever. And his riches have an eternal value. The “things” that he gave are temporal. The “souls” that we will reach are eternal. He transferred this world’s value for that which will last forever. I can’t think of anything more valuable.
You may not have a houseful to donate to this ministry. But if you do, I know a team of people with trucks that can help! What you do have is an opportunity to help us, as we help Native Americans on reservations throughout the eleven western states. You know the conditions are dreadful. The needs are great. Poverty is overwhelming. Addictions are rampant. Suicides are sky-rocketing. Hopelessness is epidemic.
The message we deliver is God’s love, acceptance and forgiveness. It’s delivered in a variety of ways. Sometimes it’s a load of groceries and supplies. Sometimes it’s a pair of water-proof, leather boots. Sometimes it’s a Christmas gift or toy. Sometimes it’s a winter jacket or warm wool blanket. Sometimes it’s a kind word. Sometimes it’s a simple message spoken in a city park or while sitting on the tail-gate of a pickup truck.
You can help us deliver the message. Your gift of $10.00 or $100.00 will make a big difference. Whatever the amount, you can rest assured that you will transfer what is temporary into that which is eternal. What an investment!
In the meantime some lucky soul will be slipping that letterman’s jacket on with “Jerry” embroidered on the chest.
July Newsletter, 2014 Rick McPherson
You may recall seeing the picture of a little Native American girl squatting beside a banana box full of groceries in last month’s newsletter. On the top of the box is a bag of Twizzlers. That’s right, red licorice. Sometimes called, “red vines.” Most of us would never give it a second thought, but to that little girl that candy was like a gift from Heaven. Come to think of it, it was a gift from Heaven! You see every time we drive a semi-truck and trailer to a Reservation, it is filled with groceries, household supplies, boots, Bibles, clothes and…candy. All of the supplies that we deliver are given free of charge as an expression of the compassion and generosity of our Heavenly Father in Heaven. In other words,
“gifts from Heaven!”
Now in the heat of summer our work accelerates and we do everything we can to accommodate the long days, good road conditions and beautiful weather. We know that hunger is not seasonal and the need for food is just as real in the summer months as it is during the holidays. That’s why we need your help at this time.
First, I need you to join us in prayer for the groceries that we so desperately need.
The summer months are always a challenge but this year it is more so. Your last visit to the grocery store may have shocked you with soaring prices. Trucking and agricultural costs continue to rise. And, those higher costs are passed on to us as consumers. Help!
I know this. The same God, who fed the Israelites in the wilderness with manna for forty years, is the God we serve. He is the One who took a boy’s lunch with a few loaves and sardines and fed thousands of hungry people on a hillside near a lake in Galilee. The same God!
Secondly, I need you to help us financially. I know that no one can do everything, but everyone can do something. Together, we can make a big difference. Will you take a moment and send a special gift our way? Your gift of $10.00, $25.00, $50.00, or even more, will really help.
You may think your gift is too small to make a difference. But miracles don’t start with quantity, they start with quality. The little boy gave what he had. He gave what was in his hand. The quality he had was obedience. God did the rest!
So will you join me at this time and give what you can for this important ministry?
When the truck from Heaven arrives on the Reservation, let’s pray that every grocery box is packed full and that there a few bags of Twizzlers for the children.
June Newsletter, 2014 Rick McPherson
Because a picture is worth a thousand words, this newsletter will keep you reading for awhile!
You are looking at the outreach trip to the NAVAJO RESERVATION, CROWN POINT, NEW MEXICO. It was a wonderful ministry in partnership with Pleasant Bay Church, Pastor Dan Neary and Patrick Forbes. And thanks to Wayne Campbell; truck driver, photographer and banjo player. Enjoy.
May Newsletter, 2014 Rick McPherson
It was a large group of friends and family that gathered on a Saturday morning in April at the old Prairie Church in Vancouver, to remember and honor the life and ministry of Darrell Kennedy. Tears and laughter blended together. The classic hymns were sung. Prayers and sermons were given. Memories were shared. It was a meaningful and significant time as we all recalled the blessings of knowing Darrell. He impacted so many people from so many walks of life.
The service featured several videos showing Darrell leading worship and singing. One included him playing the piano and singing the beautiful, “I Want to See Jesus.” Now, the words of that song have become a reality.
Darrell had a wonderful history in Gospel music. He traveled for years with The Challengers and many people recall him and the quartet sharing the stage with groups like; The Blackwood Brothers, The Happy Goodmans, The Spear Family and The Oak Ridge Boys.
Darrell was the General Manager for radio station, KPDQ in Portland and hosted the popular, “Gospel Sing” on Saturday nights. His rich baritone voice was his trademark and in the industry was envied for those golden, “pipes.” After many years in radio ministry, Darrell joined the Frontier Missions team and served as the President and CEO for over ten years before his retirement in 2008. During those years, “helping Native Americans, both physically and spiritually,” Darrell organized and directed multiple outreach trips and “crusades,” to the Reservations across the country.
A major part of Darrell’s legacy is his wife Naomi, their children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. I clearly recall a conversation with Darrell when he said that all of his family were serving the Lord! What a heritage!
During the memorial service, I couldn’t help but recall my personal story with Darrell. Although I didn’t know him long, he impacted my life greatly. In fact, God used Darrell in a very special way. If it wasn’t for Darrell, I wouldn’t be doing the work that I’m doing now. You see, he called me one day when I was selling Corvettes and Muscle Cars, for The Chevy Store in Portland and asked me if I would be available to speak at a couple of camps that the Mission was doing for the Nez Perce Reservation. I had left the pastorate after a 35 year ministerial career and was seeking the Lord for “the next step.” Darrell invited me. I said, “Yes.” The next thing I knew, I was preaching under a tent in Idaho and the temperature was 107°. When I look back, I see how God’s hand directed both Darrell and me. It was a wonderful friendship.
Now, Darrell’s work is done. He has been promoted to his eternal home. The Bible says, “… absent from the body, present with the Lord...” And even though we will miss Darrell a lot, we are promised, “… a hope that lies within us…” There is coming a great Resurrection morning when we will be united with the Lord and reunited with loved ones who have gone before us. So, until that time…
“Good night, Darrell, see you in the morning!”