Richmond?

Hello everyone I've been in Vancouver for over a week now. Upon arrival we hugged everyone, happy seeing interns from last year again. For a few days I felt very dissoriented being in a new country. My first time ever leaving America. Richmond is where we live, a suburb of Vancouver. Its a delta formed by the Fraser River, because of that we are six feet below sea level. The rest of vancouver is hilly surrounded by huge mountains.

A factor that makes Vancouver feel like a far away country and not just Canada is because 90% of Richmond's population is Chinese. After Hong Kong became an indendent from English rule many Chinese went to Vancouver. Most of them are very wealthy. All around they are tearing down most of the old houses here and making huge fancy houses in place of them. Many of the shop signs are in English and Mandarin.

We have gone nonstop all week with training and setting up a ministry from the ground up. I quite enjoy pioneering, though
many times it is scary. For half the day everyday we have teaching, planing and praying for the interns coming. We look at a picture of them and pray for each and everyone. The second half of the day we are working around the house from building, moving, maintinance and running errands.

Last weekend I was finally able to go toward downtown Vancouver. It is truly a beautiful place.

"This land is your land, this land is my land"

We started in Washington, DC on the first day driving 19 hours through severe thunderstorms in Iowa to stay at Noah's brother's house in Omaha, Nebraska.






















After a day of rest we headed on toward our long trek towards Montana.














































The last day we struggled to get up, drove about 12 more hours, through Idaho, Seattle traffic and through an hour and a half wait at the border. We got our Visas in about thirty minutes and reached Canada about 11 o'clock Pacific time.

Adventures of Sailor Man

"The Beginend"

I am going to greatly miss New Hampshire, it has served me well. The place where I would never expect to be I'm now leaving. This week has been a dwindling effect of people. Half of us are gone already. Many in Mexico for a missions trip and others home. I leave Friday, blessing and leaving my peace here. Thank You Streams Academy, New Hamsphire and God.

Here are some of the many stories to look back on. They're very abreviated

Story #1
Lidia, a homeless drunk woman who we encountered on the streets of Worscester was struggling with the Love flowing through us. She hated and loved it. Following us all day, she was drawn to us because she saw and felt something different about us. God was moving. She left with a Bible and hugged us in the midst of her grouchy drunken character.

Story #2
A Jewish finacial broker who was practicing and experimenting with witchcraft encountered us at Salem in October. From her perspective she "encountered these amazing young people (us) who were doing spiritual readings (personal prophecy) and dream interepretations." "I was so blown away of their love and ability to intereprete my dream, no one before was able to intereprete it. Hiding my reaction after leaving the tent, I went around the corner against the wall and started crying, it was powerful. I asked God to reveal Himself to me. That night Jesus came to me."

Story #3
Rockport Outreach: Chad (Michigan) and Jamie (Alberta) went into a tarot shop and spoke words of life and destiny to the tarot reader, for an hour. Then after they prayed over her. One of the things they prayed was that she would recieve God into her heart (spoken in more veil terms). After walking by her I noticed her to be very free and bright.

Story #4
Boston Outreach: Changing the atmoshere of Boston. The city was Gods playground that weekend. We talked and gave food to some great people who lacked a personal home. Restored the streets (picked up random trash). We saw the "Prince of Peace"(Jesus) literally calm the arguing and strong confrontation between Christians evangelists and Gay activists in the Boston Commons. To the point were they were sitting right next each other, some even talking to each other without arguing. We could talk to some of the activists about God without arguing.

"Live Free or Die"

"Babson, Babson" I Do Declare

We outreached in Bearskin Neck in Rockport, MA. The story goes as told "Babson, Babson killed a bear, with his knife I do declare" A bear trapped by the tide was suppossedly killed by John Babson. RockPort felt a lot like Salem because there were lots of occultic shoppes. Tarot Card readers, Magic shoppes etc.


But the Kingdom of Heaven showed up this rainy Saturday afternoon to Reign down on Rockport. Chad (Michigan) and Jamie (Canada) talked and prophecied to one of the Tarot Readers for an hour. Then twenty minutes prayed for her, she recieve the "Great White Light" (Jesus) in her heart.


There was a Jewish girl who had Jesus appear to her in the form of King Arthur. She being a flower was saved from a giant foot that was going to crush her and the kingdom of flowers. So King Arthur slashed the giant foot with His sword and it deflated. I told her that God is like your King, pray to Him as a King, ask for His help. Never thinking God in that way she left
with homework.


We also when to a church called "Eagle&Dove ministries" runned by Donna Milham, she reminds me of an art teacher. If an art teacher could be a pastor of a church this is what it would look like. The church is in a old building shop, long and narrow inside with brick exposed walls. Looking more like a coffee shop than a church. No traditional symbols or anything churchy. There were tribal drums being played, people dancing and doing artwork. All this during worship, all this was worship. It was a great experience.

I was introduced to some unique friends.

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes

So things are coming close to an end? Transition and Unknowing is in the air. All of us are wondering, preparing, planing, waiting and praying for whats coming up next. Many are going to Pedras Negras, Mexico for a mission trip, others are planing to come back here in New England for next year, others many others are planing to go to Streams Canada in Vancouver in September. I personally am planing to leave this country to our Northern Neighbors the Canadians (Vancouver). "West coast baby!". Never have I been outside this country, though Vancouver is only two ours north of Seattle its still great to be across the border (and on the West Coast). Today im going to have a meeting with Eric and Joni Cooper (Head of Streams Canada) to get all information (passport, visa's, etc.).

Tomorrow we are on an outreach. Abbey (Detroit) will be leading us at Rockport, MA. We will have set up tents a be ministering to the people out on the streets, seeing what God is speaking them. Pray for us.

Here are some pictures of Vancouver

Worcester "War stir"

Now I will be completely updated. This past weekend, Half of us went to Maine and half went to Worcester, MA. Going to Worcster it was overcast, rainy and as we past the numberous liquor stores, homeless people and bars I could feel the hopelessness in the air. Right when we turned on the exit, I had a random dwelling in my mind about my future plans. I was worring about my future. I realized what God wanted to bring people of Worcester was Hope for a future.

We stayed at this 122 year old "Pilgrim Congregational" Church. Able to seat one thousand, was now a congregation of ten people. The people we teamed with (The Woo Church) was sharing the building ( lots of extra space). The main sanctuary being all dusty yet beautiful is only used in funerals. Dave (Mass.) and I had the unique and great experience of climbing inside the huge pipe organ. This thing had ladders and two by four walk ways in it. I came out with one hundred year old dust on me, but that didn't bother me.

Saturday: we split in two group into two coffee shops. Interpreting dreams. It was very hard to do dreams here. My group had three people out of four hours being there. We had more effect just walking out on the streets.

A homeless and drunk lady literally ran into Sharon (South Carolina) then started crying. From then on she followed our group for the rest of the day. She didn't know why she was drawn to us. Brandon Crummer (Maui) would show love to her and tell her God loved her. She would at one instant refuse with disgust then the next moment ask "why are you so nice?". This woman was unfortunately prostituting herself in order to get alcohol. She would later come to The Woo's service. I got to meet and sit with her while she was drunk, heckling the speaker. She later couldn't take anymore church so Brandon and I walked her out. Through her drunkeness she asked why we were so nice to her and huged us, walking away. She's going to be changed forever.

Many more encounters happend that day, that brought hope to people who need it.