American Missionary Fellowship

It’s about 10:30 at night. I’m waiting for an airplane in San Francisco so I can fly to Medford to visit a couple of other AMF camps this week to learn about some of the great things that they are doing. I’m tired. It’s been a long week. We have huge challenges that we’re trying to work through at the Home Office; my daughter is preparing to leave for college; I’m preaching at our church. There are a whole lot of things that are making me very tired. Sunday during the pastoral prayer at church, I literally fell asleep. I realized how fatigued I am.

Over the next two weeks I get to visit several camps. I was involved with Forest Home, a large camp, for a decade, so going to camp is like going home.

We expect Tiger Woods to win everything, and if he doesn’t, we think he’s not performing well enough. There’s no way Tiger Woods is going to win every time. Why do we hold people to a standard that they cannot keep?

I received a gift from my Convene group to help me through a time of tough financial decisions at AMF.

We believe the Bible is the Word of God, we believe that man is lost, and we believe that God wants to use us to help the lost understand the great news of Jesus Christ.