It’s Haitian creole for thanks … and yes, it is spelled correctly. I thought it proper to give you some insight into my life today. To most of my friends, you may have felt that my life has been on hold for the past few years after leaving my ministry post. It doesn’t seem like years since we left Deerwood. It seems like minutes … or at best a month or two. But, it’s true … it has been years since I stood behind a pulpit every week and preached. Our journey certainly has not been idle … and ministry still abounds from us whether we like it or not … why do I say this … because “He who begins a good work in us is faithful to complete it.” We have served in several capacities in local churches … helping where we can, supporting our selves through our tent making endeavor of printing tshirts.
My ‘off the menu’ trek has taken me back to things that I brought before the Lord many, many years ago … one being a MasterLife training conference that Lori and I attended taught by Avery Willis and Henry Blackaby. Wow, was that a weekend. During one of the small group sessions that Avery taught … Lori and I both were struck with a deeper call on our lives to missions. We left the conference … back to our nice church office, nice home, nice family, nice cars … and pretty much dodged the bullet and got by in our hearts by doing some short term work here and there and leading our churches to give more money to missions.
Let me digress here a sec … God is not a tyrant or a big baby … you can serve Him anywhere in a myriad of capacities … and He is not disappointed in you and withholds nothing. The gnawing of obedience is in yourself. God blessed our minsitry and the lives that we had the opportunity to put into was tremendous. But … as my U2 mantra rang in my head and heart … “I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.”
Now, I don’t know what you feel about the providential hand of God, but I see it every day … guiding … not pushing … but funneling me to the inevitable aspects of obedience. The Haiti earthquakes were devastating and the loss of human life is heart breaking. What good could come from that catastrophic disaster? I could not even begin to tell you what God has shown as to the good that will come from these earthquakes.
In recent months Lori and I have felt that our place within the church has been filled with an abundance of young preachers and tremendous worship leaders … that’s what we have done all of our lives. But man … there are some very talented and gutsy guys out there that God is using. So we began to feel that God wanted us in deeper … to the base level of peoples needs … pre-church, pre-convert … at the hurting level of humanity. With me … it always starts with a dream. I woke up one morning … sat up in bed and said … “water wells” … “I want to learn to drill water wells.” I pretty much can learn anything I put my mind and heart to … and this seemed like a mandate from God … so, it was not an option for me.
The need for clean water in the world is tremendous. Africa needs a millions new wells. That’s just one spot in the world. Haiti needs water. I have no idea where else God may lead me … but, now I am ready. After losing 75lbs, getting healthy, training for marathons, beating my body into submission … I am getting ready for the next big mission. Come on, Wayne … you are 53 … you need to be thinking about retiring. Nah, retirement is for old people. I’m not old.
Jordan Ogden, pastor at Mercy Place in Dallas (my last ministry post), has agreed to allow me to work under the covering of the Mercy Place. For prayer, physical, emotional support as well as a financial clearing house for raising support. We are on our way. I am in the process now of, as Blackaby puts it … finding out were God is at work and joining Him . I want to get my feet wet in water well drilling. I am praying about several good ministries to get put into my training and learning a great deal on my own.
So, I write this today to my friends, the body of Christ, for support, encouragement, and networking. If God moves you with any hint of someone that could help me at this point … you know me. I will follow it.
that’s it
(oh don’t worry about the tshirt thing … we will keep printing … I even have a dream of training indigenous artisans how to screen print as a vocation)