Living the Life

We had Pastor Dave Robinson and his wife out Sparta way to do a revival for us. He has been my pastor for 30 years. He and the Wickenburg sent us out to Seattle to start a church in January of 1988. He has been a pastor for 40 years. In our fellowship, he along with Pastor Mitchell and Pastor Warner, are the only remaining pastors from that first wave of pastors in our fellowship. He has consistently preached for us in Seattle and came to Zambia three times for us. I remember when he came to Zambia the first time I had been promoting him as the “preaching cowboy preacher” and was shocked when he showed up without his cowboy hat. This was a first. He is the real cowboy deal, still running cattle to this day.
It was a good revival. Pastor Robinson started memorizing scripture at Pastor Mitchell’s urging when he first started ministry. He still does to this day, so his sermons are shock full of scripture. This revival he seemed to be including many of the sayings of Jesus and it was a great time of ministry for our church. The church let out all the stops with a pot luck Tuesday night when we had visiting churches for the revival. Sparta knows how to pot luck.
We would take off on Thursday morning for Fort Donelson, Shiloh and Vicksburg. We would be following General Grant as he won the war in the west. I had read “Shiloh: Bloody April” by Wiley Sword in preparation. I also had been reviewing my American Heritage book on the civil war from my childhood days. Lincoln’s quote about Grant, who seemed a contrary type with his superiors, was: “at least he fights”.
We watched the film presentations at each of the sites and toured the battlefields. I visited Gettysburg alone on a business trip and was overwhelmed with the sense of loss, victory and defeat. Most people I have talked to have experienced that “pathos” from the visit to the Gettysburg battlefield. Making the trip with three other people took away that self-introspection. We did Fort Donelson and Shiloh on Thursday, making our way to a motel in Memphis, getting in late that night. We journeyed down to Vicksburg the next day and made it back around 10 that night for some Stateline ribs. We took the river roads, driving along the Mississippi levees and going down to the river. Saturday had us going up to the airport in Saint Louis for the Robinson’s trip home. A great time.
We left the airport and headed west to New Haven to pick up Skylar for a few days. Skylar is doing well. It is doing him good to have a man in his life. He was not allowed to touch the mower in the past for fear of injury, but I would let him mow my lawn and he got right on it starting it himself and getting the job done. I was impressed. He did well with us. He is loved and accepted at church and he is still “my man skylar”. I would be forced to watch two Godzilla movies, but I made him watch the “The Dirty Dozen”. He actually enjoyed it. He outreached with Jerod, doing “One Minute Bible Studies” with about 6 young people. After he moved, I was amazed how many young people asked me what happen to him. He is maturing into a man and I look for good things in his life. We took him home Wed., had church and Thursday morning took off for New Philadelphia in Ohio to do my seminar for Pastor Tom Cunningham.
The week before Pastor Robinson came I created the web page: It was a nice completion of a task for me. You can download the bible studies. There are lots of one minute bible studies aimed at doing the study to build up the Christian. This web page is for a Christian to put the bible studies on his phone to use as an outreach tool. It has been a fantastic adventure here in Sparta. I had already done one of these seminars for Pastor Paul Arps down in Marion. I tried to squeeze too much in. I did my science slide show Thursday, Friday talked about outreach and doing “one minute bible studies” and Saturday we outreached with about 8 from his church and 8 from ours and we did 45 bible studies with people in a couple of hours. We then had some hot dogs and I preached an end time sermon.
For Pastor Cunningham I did the science slide show Thursday night, outreach sermon and then a short outreach in the rain Saturday. He had 20 people come out for the outreach in the rain. There was a break in the rain and we only went out for 45 minutes but the 13 studies we did were enough to excite everybody. Friday night I use the projector to show everyone the web page and help them download the studies to their phones. His comment to me was that it was everything I said it would be plus more.
That Saturday at breakfast his church was sharing with him via texts their battles from the previous day on social media. No dissension was allowed as they were vilified and abused online for expressing disagreement with the Supreme Court decision.
It was a great visit. We go back with the Cunningham’s to our Northwest days and we shared several years together in Zambia. We have a nice comfort level when we are with them.
We came home to an overgrown garden and two weeks before our conference in Arizona. I think about the place where God has brought me, the times I live in and the strategies God has laid upon me and know that I am right in the middle of God’s will. It is a good feeling.

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Calif. Trip Part 2

My mother is an amazing woman. Without being disrespectful, she reminds me of our puppy Poochini. Let me explain. Every time Poochini sees our neighbors he instantly raises his life up a notch for whatever interaction he can make happen. This has ended several times with an excited Poochini being picked up by the neighbor or passing jogger and handed into my arms for his own good. So how does this relate? My Mom is one of the most graceful people I have ever known when it comes to socializing with other people. At the age of 80, she comes alive, getting to another level of healthy living, as she interacts with the people in her life. I have always seen this in her; but when the wife and mother of a young couple that are buying the house next to hers came by to visit, it was reiterated to me again. Always gracious and friendly, I was able to tell the young woman with her baby, that she couldn’t get a better neighbor, and her mother heartily agreed with me.

This visit proved relaxing and comfortable. We were going to try and squeeze in some restaurant time but just found ourselves enjoying each other’s company at home. Billy, Brooke and babies were going to join us Sunday morning for a leisurely breakfast as well as my sister Laurie’s fiancé James. James turned out to be one great guy. He is a rock and roller somewhat younger than me. He was describing his latest ventures into the mosh pits of Sacramento. He currently has fallen into a great place. The military base at O Fallen NV has hired him to provide weekly entertainment on base. He is now one popular guy in Sacramento where he hires the bands to play. Some conversation, Julia and Roman time along with some Malachi time was about all that was going on. My only chore was to repair a collapsed Ping-Pong table so that my Mom could stack her charity goods on it. Joan and I ended up working together making two tables with taller legs and supporting braces. It seems that everyone was pleased with the solution. At one point James was sleeping, Billy was sleeping and I decided to get some sleep before my big night.

My big night was to leave my Mom’s, travel up to Reno to preach for Pastor Louis Oliver and then travel through the night back to Laura Michelle’s house in San Diego. Why? You might ask. Because Joan needed to watch Joshua while Laura Michelle went to her next to last Monday of classes for nursing. Joan would travel back to Reno with the grandkids while I drove the rental up to Reno with a nice Starbucks stop.

I had a good sermon to preach for Reno; et least Billy and Brooke both said it helped many people; in fact it was something Brooke had said that confirmed to me that I had the right sermon at the right time. She had mentioned the battle of potty training Roman; realizing that the hassle it had become was a reflection of her poor attitude and what needed to change was that. The text was from Nehemiah where the rubbish from the old walls were slowing down the work progress of building the new walls. The first point was the need to clean up the rubbish of life. Spring cleaning does more than just organize things, it brings a freshness to life. The first step was to clean up the physical rubbish in your life, get some things done that needed to doing or finishing some half-finished projects. Fairly straight forward. The second point was the need to remove the clutter in your mind. Some different thoughts building upon the first point but when it was all said and done the conclusion is that the best thing you can do to reduce the clutter in your mind is to obey God in the areas where you know what you should . As the verse says “as obedient children” what a picture of clarity! The third point with conclusion was an examination of the “burdensome tasks” of life seen that way by the heart that was not right with God verses the joy of accomplishment in life as seen by the heart that was right with God. The conclusion being the “Why?” So why should we clean up the clutter in our lives, in our minds and get some clarity about the tasks of life? Because God has some things He wants us to do. I enjoyed the sermon, had preached it as much to myself as I had to them.

Had some good conversation with TJ, Pastor Oliver’s son. He will be heading for Madagascar to start a church this summer. What an adventure is ahead for them. His two teen age sons seem ready to go. We talked mechanics of missionary work, but really I was just impressed with the enthusiasm (filled with God) that flowed out of his spirit. Just blessed me!

Said our good byes after church. I found myself preparing for this moment for about 10 days. In order for Joan to accompany me to see my Mom; she had to be back in San Diego by 6:30 in the morning. Their services started earlier than I thought, so we were looking good as we started down the road around 8:00. We were looking at around 9 hours of driving. I wanted Joan to be able to sleep as much as possible since she would be with Joshua for the school day. Mentally and physically; I was ready and drove the whole way without any sleepy moments. It was a great trip. “A desire accomplished is sweet to the soul” and I felt accomplished and had that sweet touch on my soul.

Joe was at school adding certificates to his computer skills while Joan and Laura Michelle were at school. I slept and when Joe came home at lunch we went out and had some Sushi. That’s what you do in Southern California because we are really cool. I have to admit that I shocked him with the amount of Sushi I piled into the gullet. I am just enjoying my time with Joe. That night Joe and I would go to church to hear evangelist Kris Hart preach in the San Diego church. Good preaching followed by some prophecies. It all sounded good to me but I could tell Joe wasn’t as moved as I was. It turns out he had begun to endure prophecies from the same people after almost every service for quite some time and it had lost that special touch it is meant to add to the service.

Laura Michelle and Joshua had made both services Sunday but it was decided that they would take a break Monday night and we would all go to revival services Tuesday night. That Tuesday Joan and I had our last Starbucks in San Diego, turned the car in and spent our last moments with Joshua. Joe was off that day and went to the gym around noon so I headed up the hills surrounding their house. I did some exercises in the sun and then went to the trail head to start the journey up to the cell towers. Another man arrived at the trail head at the same time so we started up the hill together. He was younger than me so I encouraged him to go ahead if he chose. He felt comfortable walking with me so we introduced ourselves to each other and shared the normal facts about life. He was an American of Korean descent named Matt who owned two cell phone franchises in Dallas TX. What was he doing in San Diego? As he said, “just look around; where else can I get weather like this? Where else can I wake up and smell tropical smells like this?” He moved here just to live here and he flew back and forth to Dallas for 3 days of work a week. We talked about this and that and made it to the top and started our way down. This is when he said, can I talk to you about something personal since you are a pastor? We talked about his son Dean. Him looking for understanding as well as counsel. Me; sharing my own supernatural touch from God as well as some common sense thinking based upon Dobson’s “Tough Love”. He asked us to pray for him and his son. So I do and we did in church also.

After that we went to lunch at our Vietnamese restaurant and treated ourselves to the special drinks also. I chose the sour plum, delicious. Pastor Hart was preaching strong and ended the service with some personal words of encouragement to different people in church. I was included with some words noting my good attitude and God’s blessings upon the things I was undertaking, generic except I did have a needed great attitude and I am embarking upon this kind of “one minute bible study” undertaking. So it fit well and was quite the encouragement for me. Joe would get a word and afterwards Pastor Rice would say that so many of the “words” given matched the things he had said in his office to the different people. It was a good night. After church, Pastor Rice invited us all out to his favorite restaurant; Studio Diner. Had a great time of fellowship with Joe, Pastor Rice, his son Joey and Pastor Hart along with all of the ladies at the other end of the table. Was able to share my “one minute bible studies” thoughts with Pastor Hart. Home for our last night and our early departure from San Diego. Baby and Laura Michelle were sleeping as Joe drove us to the airport.

Got home, had my sermon idea down and written on the plane, preached that night and collapsed in sleep. Woke up the next morning for a 6:30 rendezvous with Corey for Ebony’s graduation and life hasn’t stopped since.

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California Baby

Welcome to this life Mr. Joshua Luis Salvador, first born son of Joe Salvador and his lovely wife Laura Michelle, our eldest daughter.

This wonderful event called Joan to California. It was more like a homing device that could not be prevented from its programmed destination. I was content to let Joan partake while I held the fort down at home and saved a few dollars by working. Then my mother called and requested a visit. I have been away from home for 42 years. This was a first. I do my best to visit but I was honored as her son to be asked to visit. I followed Joan out to San Diego after she had been there 10 days.

My arrival found the gang still waiting for Joshua’s arrival. I visited the hospital but really didn’t feel like it was my place. I retired to their home and enjoyed the San Diego weather. The next day started at the hospital. Joe took Joan and I out to a wonderful breakfast at Hob Nob Hill. They would have the rest of the day to wait for Joshua’s 9:57 PM arrival on Tuesday May 5.

That would give Joan and I the opportunity to spend some time together before the baby arrived. We had an early dinner at Pho Poway Noodle House. We were going to order the standard soups when the owner decided to take the time to share a bit of her life with us and recommend the specialties of her restaurant. Her choice of choices was a lightly breaded white fish that was as good as I have ever tasted. She also gave us a lesson on tearing up the leaves of lettuce, mint, basil and cilantro and adding the sauce and cracker before combining with the fish, or the pork with our other dish. So good we would take Joe, Laura Michelle and a sleeping the whole time Joshua the Tuesday before we left.

Vietnamese restaurants bring back one of our pioneering memories of Seattle. We had taken to South Seattle to pass out flyers along the Martin Luther King parade. Laura Michelle (almost 4) with me and Joan with Audra (6 months) and Brooke (2 years old). Heading home to Ballard I was describing cheap bowls of soup in Japan in my high school days. Joan suggested we try one of these oriental joints that were inspiring these memories. I had $10. We stopped at a Vietnamese restaurant next to one of the best bakeries in Seattle. I walked in and was greeted by the proprietor, a man named Paul, explained my ten dollar desire and he said come right in we will take care of you. Thus began our wonderful venture into Vietnamese restaurants. He always treated us well for the 12 years we were in Seattle.

Wednesday, while Joan and Laura Michelle attended a class to keep babies happy, Joe and I had breakfast at the Original Pancake House. We came back, switched cars, and met at the house after they were released from the hospital. Life with a baby begins. Joan and I went to Oceanside that evening where we did my science slide show for Pastor Tim Moynihan and church. He, his wife Sue, Joan and I had some great fellowship shutting down a small hole in the wall taco joint. They had to turn up the music to finally move us.

Thursday was a quiet day of life with the baby. Joan and I packed up to go and preach in Fallbrook before heading to Reno for Mother’s Day with my mother. Fallbrook is a baby church out of the Oceanside church. Pastor Eric Zeledon’s church had attended the Oceanside service and now some Oceanside folks would attend the Fallbrook service. I would be preaching an evangelism sermon with an emphasis on the Word of God with the intent of introducing the idea of “One Minute Bible Studies” to the congregation. It is one more arrow in the quiver. Joan and I arrived early enough to get a Starbucks. I took the moment to do my first “One Minute Bible Study” from my phone with two young men. It is in a Word document and I have bookmarked the titles and they hyperlink on my computer but not on the phone. Still exciting having one of the young men scroll through the titles while I held the phone in my hand. The service went well. I had started the sermon off mentioning that I had been a landscaper in Fallbrook 40 years ago. It was nice to be informed by the pastor that he wasn’t even born yet.

I had two people share some memories with me from my days as an evangelist. In Oceanside a woman came up to me and asked me if I remembered what I prayed for her. I didn’t and she asked me if I preached about garages filled of useless stuff that poured out when you opened the garage. Yes, that was me. She said I assured her that she would get married and 3 months later her future husband came to church. Now, would I pray that they have children since they hadn’t yet. We prayed. Then it was Eric, the Fallbrook pastor’s turn. He kept insinuating that I had said something special to him years ago as an evangelist. I asked him if I had said he was called to preach. He unbelievingly looked at me and wondered why I couldn’t remember what I said.

After dinner we went to a great Mexican restaurant with Eric and Monica. The deep fried avocado restaurant was closed. Finally, he let me know what I said to him: “Do you love your wife?” It turned out to be a do or die moment for him. How great it was to pray for his two sons in the service and then enjoy dinner with a smiling and happy Monica and Eric.

We got started about 11 that night to make it to the other side of LA. Uncle Knute in Madera let us know we could stay with my cousin Brett in Bakersfield. They let us know they would wait for us but when I saw the time of our departure we let them know we would catch them another time and find a motel for the night. Which we did.

We slid into East Madera for a visit with my Uncle Knute and Aunt Carol. They have a family reunion every once and a while and we are never able to attend, so I decided to make a stop on the way to Yerington. (I would sadly miss a swing to Las Vegas to see Audra and Jesus to do this). We had a great visit. I enjoy the comfort of their faith. They asked us to pick grapefruits and kumquats. We brought them home with us. I am eating the grapefruits and Joan has made kumquat candy, marmalade and a delicious chili, pepper sauce that we had on our chicken tonight. He had a boyhood friend who has a creation ministry out of Florida. So I will give Mace Baker a call about his ministry. We had a pleasant lunch and got back on the road.

He let me know I could continue up the highway to Yosemite and let them know I was traveling through and they would give me a time limit to make it for free. Things have changed; they wanted their $30. Plus the passes I was heading for were closed due to the rain/snow that had just touched California. If two Christians visiting could bring this much rain just think what could happen if we multiplied. We backtracked a bit and headed for 88 across the mountains. Things were going beautifully when I began to worry about my estimate of distance with a rental with a small gas tank. As we reached the summit towards the Nevada side my dashboard began to talk to me. First it was a warning with estimated distance and then it blanked out with just dashes. By then I was going slow and coasting whenever possible. The beauty of the mountains became shrouded in the fog of passing clouds. Turn off where I could or risk running out of gas where I couldn’t get off the road safely only to be accidently hit by a passing car in the fog. A little prayer and I opted to keep going. We hit a town that was not a town that had gas pointing in two directions . We arrived at a bar that was closed but it had a single credit card usable pump to the side. Can’t say I have ever enjoyed pumping some high priced gas as much as I did that night.

We made it to my Mom’s where we shared a turkey dinner with my two sisters Kelly and Laurie. I think I will break now and continue later.

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Nice Evolution Quote

I came across this nice quote from

A recent book asks the probing question—‘What if “evolution”? is just a word that covers up scientific ignorance of how the wonders of the living world could have been created?’3

The modern creation movement has highlighted ample evidence that is in fact more consistent with Genesis Creation than with evolution.

Having a model which accounts for and helps explain data is crucial to the scientist. This is, no doubt, what led Drs Steven Jay Gould and Niles Eldredge to develop the ‘Punctuated Equilibrium’ model of evolutionary development (in ‘spurts’) as a ‘refinement’ of neo-Darwinism. The same is true for the increasing acceptance of neo-catastrophist views4 in geology (contradicting Lyell’s strict uniformitarianism—slow and gradual change—which held sway for many decades). Such theoretical refinements and realignments amount to ‘true confessions’ by the evolutionary establishment. In the first case, that the fossil record does not contain the transitional forms one would expect if evolution had occurred. In the second case, that millions of well-documented, high-quality fossils could never have even been formed in a uniformitarian (slow-and-gradual) scenario!5

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Drip, Drip, Drip

As a substitute I was part of a class examining a letter from their local state rep. that dealt with fracking. Her bill passed unanimously. It simply instructed the state authorities to respond to requests to frack with more than just a refusal letter which was sent to all requests.

This led to a discussion, or I led us into a discussion, as to who stood for what. Republicans want to drill, they knew that. Democrats were opposed, they knew that. The why’s had to do with money, Republicans liked it, Democrats didn’t. I had to point out the real reason for Republicans was prosperity for business and workers in the energy field. The Democrats felt it would harm the environment and kill animals.

I shared my high paid oil field experience from over 35 years ago and we took a vote. No votes for fracking. I mentioned working for MacDonald’s for 8 bucks an hour or working in the oil fields for 30 to 40 bucks an hour. This got a few of the guys to raise their hands, but the class was solidly against the oil industry.

I wondered why, until I carried out the next step in the class.

CNN news for schools. The opening segment a recap of the damage and status quo from the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.

The world doing its “conforming” (Rom 12:1-2) work.

Topics where we see this: global climate, environment, morals, homosexuality, evolution, foolishness of Christianity, tolerance of everything else.

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James Tembo, Detective

James Tembo, Detective has to be the most powerful Easter film of all times if it were measured by my identity with the Mazabuka church that made it happen.

We watched it in church this last Wednesday. It really does flow with watching the film “Messiah”.

Just putting in my yearly plug. Each time I watch it I am transported back in time to the “Sweetest Town in Zambia” Mazabuka.

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Could of

I have been doing a slide show presentation with three parts. One part on the universe. The second on the cell and DNA. The third on the eye brain connection. The conclusions are about having a will to make your own decisions about life. I designed it to show in schools, but so far have only presented it in churches.

I point this out during the slide show about articles about life in outer space as well as the pre determined actions of humans because of DNA or brainwave configurations. The articles, despite some very declaritve titles, are usually interspersed with lots of “maybe” words.

So I saw this title and checked it out. The title was: “More Ingredients for Life found on Mars”.

So here we go.

“a potential haven”

“perhaps even the present”

“that could potentially”

“used by microbes, if any existed”

“an unrelated study suggests”

“billions of years ago”

“part of a potentially life supporting”

“had life been there”

“isn’t evidence of Martian life”

“may have been generated”

“four billion years ago”

“nitrogen may get fixed”

“it likely formed”

“this suggests”

“although it is unknown how much”

“hasn’t been able to get to the bottom of this question”

“if you had”

“suggested that”

“could serve”

“may have been”

“seems like a plausible”

“the possiblility”

“if…could indeed”

“some scientists think”

“establish the potential”

“might obtain”

“King believes”

“could be part of”

“could support”

“you would have to have”

“you would need”

This was from the article to explain why the excitement for life on Mars. “A study released today (March 23) reports that ancient Mars harbored a form of nitrogen that could potentially have been used by microbes, if any existed, to build key molecules such as amino acids.”

Science without God becomes the great game of theories when it comes to life.

The fact that we can even measure and discuss anything about Mars is a miracle of miracles. Not bad for a piece of bacteria that evolved into a human. Or were we created in His image and therefore we are creative creatures?

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