VOB News October 2020 “Rosebud Report”

Being on the Rosebud reservation, with my First Nations friends, was a breath of fresh air, after these long months.  And even more so, it was awesome that Wayne and I were able to travel and minister together.  Watching Wayne voluntarily serve the leaders of the gathering, in the way he does, was so cool. Even more fun, was seeing Wayne’s delight, as he played the djembe and hand drum with me, for the 1st time in years!    It added so much to worship, and was such a blessing to both of us. 

The Lord often speaks to me through His creation, and fortunately, we had a chance to take a side trip on our way back to Rapid City, South Dakota, through the Badlands National Park.  We saw buffalo, prairie dogs, and pronghorn sheep, in this very unique area. At one point, we stopped on the side of the road, to watch a group of buffalo.  All of a sudden, this big guy ambled across the road, shocking us by stopping right in the middle, right in front of us!  He stood there, just sort of ‘surveying his kingdom’, looking this way and that, not at all in a hurry. It was as if he was letting us know,  “Hey, I live here, this is my land, and I’m definitely in charge, people!  I’ll move when I am ready.” No problem big fella, cause LOOK at you!!!  (and he was not at all intimidated by our little compact rental car) Finally, he decided to leisurely continue on his way. 

The group of smaller buffalo, skittered behind him, trusting his judgement.  And one even larger guy came along, keeping the young ones on track, and in their place.  What a picture! What a massive experience!

Going into this event, I really prayed, because I felt so rusty at leading worship, since the covid shutdown.  I asked the Lord to please lead me, as I partnered with my friend and fellow intercessor, Betsy, to lead the Mountain Movers gathering in worship.  He most definitely did! And HE received the praise due His Name! I should’ve known, really. Just like the smaller buffalo that followed the big guy, all I had to do was go along behind Him, and let Him lead the way, my trust and confidence knowing that this was HIS land, HIS people, and HIS thing.  Whatever deposit was left, I know HE will use it to further His Kingdom.   Our confidence is in the Lord, and in Him alone. The moral of the story is, whatever you do, as you serve the Lord in life, have your peace in Him, the Lord of the Universe.  He is definitely the MOST large and the MOST in charge.  All we have to do is follow.

We arrived home Monday night, quite late, after a 7 1/2 hr layover in Salt Lake City.  Long story….could’ve made an earlier stand-by flight, but in praying, we just felt the Holy Spirit say ‘stay’.  We weren’t sure why.  But we seemed to have a divine connection with our waiter, at the airport restaurant.  When we got back home, our late night Lyft driver was from Iran.  We were able to talk a bit about what we do in worship and in compassion and about the Lord. They both seemed to take it in.  It was fun for Wayne and I, I think, to go back to our roots a  little, and be in ‘street evangelism’ mode.  That’s how we came to fall in love many years ago, so doing this trip together was special in that way.  

One last story from our sojourn in the Badlands.  Along the way, we picked a spot to stop, trudged up to the top of a hill overlooking the valley, and went into worship and prayer over the land and the people.  As we were worshiping, we heard a sound across the valley, coming from a distant hill.  We recognized a Native American song/chant and saw a young man at a great distance, dancing and praying.  Wayne felt impressed to drive over where he was, to speak with him.  He was a young man looking for his way.  He wanted to tell us that a sweat lodge would show ‘us’ our way.  But we know who the TRUE Way is, right??!! Before we drove over to see him, as we watched him finishing up his song and dance, I lifted my voice, again, and began to sing and proclaim over the land, and into the atmosphere, that JESUS IS LORD!! I know those words are ringing out over the Dakota badlands, and thru the heavens. And His Word does not come back void.   Ever!!!

On the Mexico front things are going fairly well. We have been getting incredible truck loads of food. Although there was a glitch with Mexican agriculture customs last week, and our colleague got refused entry. But the Lord made way for Wayne to get in just an hour later.   

VOB News August/September 2020 “San Quintin photo journal”

We took the compassion arm of VOB on the road again last month…4 hours south of the border, 420 mile round trip in one day. I believe we told you of the great needs in the San Quintin area. And how more so than usual, with the present pandemic. Our amazing team (mostly teens) put together food packs from all the food we had delivered in recent weeks. Wayne took a load down, spent the night after they loaded the caravan of vehicles with supplies, and started off for the drive early the next morning. Our flatbed truck was as full as it could ever be. It is always so amazing to see it go from full to empty so quickly. But thank God (and you for your prayers and support) for His provision. The truck always gets filled again!

San Quintin is a fishing town. One of the fishermen who helped host the outreaches, also hosted us in his home for some fresh-out-of-the-sea, clam ceviche. It was amazing. And very kind of his struggling family, to feed our entire team! 

The crowds of people that assembled around our truck for a small bag of resources, was humbling at best. It was so very hot that day, but folks were so patient, humble, and grateful. Truly a vision of “count our blessings” rang in my heart, and still, is in my mind each day.

We hope these snap shots give you the idea, and perhaps even the full experience.


Clams for all.
The fishermen led by a brother who is also a fisher of men!

Wayne helping the team sing a fun action song for the kids.

(Outreach videos on location – not sure why the still pic is on its side but it will play right side up)

Empty for now…but not for long! Thanks to God’s provision!l

Team – caravan break along the drive!