Muslim's love for the moon

https://youtu.be/AxB6cCfTlpw?si=DEYJY3KXxUGZn9aN Attachments area Preview YouTube video I Was An Imam For 22 Years — An Astronaut Orbiting The Moon Said One Sentence That led Me To Christ.Preview YouTube video I Was An Imam For 22 Years — An Astronaut Orbiting The Moon Said One Sentence That led Me To Christ.

Mission of Faith-- (part 3 of 3)

Now my next step of faith was cross[ng the Pacific Ocean to New Zealand where I would be able to communicate with more people who spoke English. It was a 17 hour flight from Peru to New Zealand. On the plane, I met a middle aged couple who lived in New Zealand who helped me fill out a immigration form and told me,"if I ever need help to call them" then the husband gave me his business card with his personal phone number on the back. When we arrived at the airport it was late in the evening and on a weekend. I didn't know where to go so I went across the street and stayed at the nearest hotel that cost $200 per night. During this time I tried calling him, because I needed help, but I got no answer. I felt that God had a reason for the man to give me his card. So by faith I checked out of the hotel after three days and waited at the airport for God to find me a place to stay. During this time I sat and talked to people who sat near me and shared my mission of faith with them, as they waited for friends or family to come and get them. At nine o'clock that evening I tried calling again and Rod answered his phone and I told him I needed his help. Half an hour later he picked me up and took me to his home, where I had a late dinner with his wife and their young daughter. Then spent the night on a blow-up mattress in the livingroom. The next day he helped me get a hotel for a week because we couldn't find a room to rent. He also helped me buy a phone, because I needed it to do an online immigration application before entering Australia, and to do some banking to replace my card that was declined and not returned when I was back in Argentina. I was in New Zealand for just 13 days. It was my shortest stay in any county so far. It was very expensive to live there. Rod also helped me set up my phone and book my flight and for a bed and breakfast place to stay when I got to Australia. Then the kind manager there found me a room to rent from a Chineses family, for the remainder of my 90 days for $300 a month. I was also able to get my new bank card, which was a big relief. While I was there I made friends with their neighbor who were from Vietnam and they were a big help with my computer and booking three flights for me. God kept opening doors for me, especially at my next stop in the country of Fiji, where again God used a taxi driver to pave the way. Where I spent the next six months helping a beautiful Hindu family, that very poor. They gave me their bedroom, because it had A/C. I bought them Bibles and had them put it on their phone. Again I  had a computer problem and God provided a Christian Korean man to help fix those things and we became very good friends too. Everywhere we went we took a taxi or van transite to do all our shopping, something I was still learning to get used to. From this time on my living condition changed, it was harder to find a room to rent. and so in the next country, Papua New Guinea I stayed in a hotel resort for 50 days. It was here that I came under more physical attacks. I became much weaker because of the heat and humidity, plus one day leaving to go to an ATM, my vision and strength was so bad that I needed help even to walk. Thank God, there was a young man that was on the staff at the hotel who was always there to help me when I needed it most. By the time I left there for my flight to Bali that attack ended. But, when I got to Bali a new attack started. I had diarrhea and I was bound to my hotel most of the time of my 30 day visa. Even going out to buy food with my new taxi driver friend, was a risk of having a bathroom accident that I prayed would not happen. I did get to go out for a few short walks while I was there, but what a way to have to spend my time in a beautiful and unique country with so much to see and do. My taxi driver friend helped me to give some money to the poor that we saw along the sidewalks. I also used my time in my hotel room to pray for the country and declare Bali for the Kingdom of God. From there on I started developing strange skin issues I have never experienced before. Now here I am in Borneo, Malaysia at the beautiful Klagan Regency hotel for the 90 days of my visa, waiting on God because I believe something is going to happen soon. I have had other symptoms of health problems that I choose to ignore, and not mention, because I am going to live by faith and not fear. There are a few reasons for my faith perseverance during these times of testing and attacks. I know God has me here for a reason and by faith I believe He has prepared me for "such a time as this". Also because of the promises and prophetic messages God has made in the past. The last time I heard was powerful prophitic word through Sheldon regarding my future was about six months ago, I knew then it was going to come with a price just as it has for many other faithful sons who put their lives on the line for the Kingdom of God. I know God is faithful and I trust Him with my life no matter what the cost may be. I am so grateful for all the wonderful people who I have met and who have helped me in this journey of faith. Now I am very grateful to be staying in hotels in the past three countries. I saw God help me through some strange and difficult living conditions that I would have never experienced before if I had not started this mission of faith. Jesus Christ is worth it all and I am thankful just to serve Him and His children the best I can wherever He leads me. I believe the next step on this mission of faith will be one full of miracles for me and for many of the people along the way.

Mission of Faith (Part 2 of 3)

You have to understand that when I left the USA, I was totally dependent on God for everything. I had no plans other than to start this mission of faith in the country of Chile and be led from there on for where I live, my transportation and food, and still deal with all my health issues. I had an income of about $700 per month from my social security and some silver coins that I planned to use to help the poor when I needed them cashed in to my bank account. They were kept for me by a friend in Washington... With that said, I arrived in Chile and rented a car at the airport to look for a cheap apartment. However, after a futile search in Santiago all day and a minor accident that I fixed with some duct tape I had with me to hold the rear bumper back in place. I headed to the Pacific coast and found a casino hotel at the seaport of San Antonio, for my first night in Chile. The next day God led me north to a wonderful couple about my age in another city, that spoke English, and they had a one room apartment with a mini fridge for $400 a month, and I could use their kitchen to cook my meals for the next six months. I even got to eat some meals with them and friends. One even I went out to see the sunset an my spirit spoke to me and said, "The best is yet to come," the sunset did get prettier but I felt the words ment more than just that night. However, later I also started experiencing physical attacks from the enemy, satan. One day, I went for a walk and all of a sudden my vision blurred and I became very weak to even walk. But I rebuke it and press on. Then a couple months later a back upper molar in my mouth that I had no problem with before, split in half, clear down to the root. Despite that attack, God kept me from having any pain from it, and I didn't go to any dentist, I just trusted God. The people I rented from provided my transportation for food, helping the poor, and seeing some of the surrounding country that I would pray for and bless the people I would meet. And they took me back to the airport an hour away. The next country for me to visit was Argentina. I stayed in a hotel near the airport and the next day I went back to rent a car. However, when I got out of the taxi I accidently forgot my black coat next to me in the cab and when I went inside the airport I realized what I had done, but the taxi was gone when I went back to get it. I was at a total loss as to what to do next as I stood inside the airport praying, then someone tapped me on my back and when I turned around it was the taxi driver holding my coat in his hand. What an incredible miracle, which only confirmed, God was watching over me. However, an hour later when I went to get money from an ATM machine, I entered the wrong amount twice, because it was not in English and it would not return my bank card. The next day I learned I needed a credit card to rent a car, not a debit card. So God provided another taxi driver whose name was Angel, and he helped me find a place to stay in that city and with friends in another city a week later. His name was Marco and had a beautiful family, who made me feel welcomed the the very first day, and I ate with them one meal every day, I also got to go to many birthday parties, which is a big deal for them, and feast on great food, drinking and fellowship, and bless them also. But once again I was attacked by the enemy, and for three days I lost my voice.The next three months I lived in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. There was a young couple who Angel knew tand picked me up at the airport and took me to an apartment with a second bedroom that a widow who rented for $300 per month with A/C. It was located at the base of the tall Mount of Christ statue, which I could see from my window. That couple also took me out for meals and even brought me food and took me back to the airport after booking my flight for me. At this time, I was able to help many poor people who begged and lived on the streets of Rio with no place to sleep. I also had a problem with charging my laptop, and was able to get it fixed for very little money at a shop that was only a couple blocks away. Again God continues to provide just when I need it and the lost souls I can bless along the way. The next country was Paraguay and I lived in a man's business warehouse who was the brother of the family in Argentina. and it was next door to a supermarket and he said I could stay there for free, but I still gave him money. Plus, I gave money to a local orphanage in town. At this time I noticed my feet were swelling and I could no longer wear my shoes and had to wear my sandals or flip-flops. Also I used my last battery for my hearing aid, which I use sparingly, because many Spanish speaking people spoke loudly or I was by myself most of the time. So from there on I never used them again, which was a problem sometimes, but I managed somehow. When I got to the airport in La Paz, Bolivia, which was located at an elevation of 16,000 feet, it was cold and difficult for me to breathe and walk. The people there were wonderful and many natives wore traditional clothes. The view was awesome with snow covered mountains still much higher. God led me to another special taxi driver there, named Oscar at the airport, who ended up living next to the apartment I rented for $400. I stayed there for 2 months and I took many trips with him and Danel his nephew who could speak English, and he was from a Mormon family and I went to their meetings several times and prayed for them. Oscar wanted to show me more of Bolivia. and so we traveled hundreds of miles and over night one time. This portion of South America was what I saw in the vision God showed me when I was back in Mexico many years before. And there I was fulfilling that vision and interseeding for that country and its beautiful people. Finally the last country I got to visit in South America, was the city of Pima, Peru, with a population of 11 million. I got to stay with a friend of Daniel and rent a bedroom for $250 a month for the next three months. His name was Carlos and we became very good friends, but he was hardly there and I had his house all to myself most of the time. At this time I also noticed two swelling in the mid section of my body that I knew were the beginning of hernias. A small one next to my belly button and a much larger one growing on the left side of my groin. I knew this because I had a hernia operation 10 years before on the other side. But this time, I was just going to trust God. Later, with a friend of Carlos, who had a car, we went to see the Slums of Lima, where we got to help twelve poor families in a city made up of 400,000 poor residents with no running water, sewer, and most without electrical service. There water supplies was brought in and put in 500 gallon storage tanks around the outlying area where there was no trees and steep hillside that held the poor block homes, most without windows Carlos could not speak English and we used his phone to communicate and it worked fine there and for us to build a lasting relationship and we emails to continue to stay in touch, as I do with most of the friends I made in South America. I trust God to continue to work on their lives and the people in those six countries I visited by faith, and I believe all the others in South America to be set free to know the heart of the Father who is still reaching out to them. The next step of faith was to cross the Pacific Ocean to New Zealand where I would be able to communicate with more people who spoke English.

Mission of Faith, ( Part 1 of 3)

One night in a Friday prayer meeting, God spoke throught Sheldon my friend and said, I was called by God to go to the Nations, to help the lost and the poor. I was 62 years old and married that time. Then a few weeks later, I had a dream and I was of looking at a highway on a map of Mexico and than a few days later I had a vision of Mexico. I knew then that my future was going to change, and very soon. I told my wife that I would be leaving soon for Mexico, and living in my van and I didn't know for how long, maybe a year or longer I didn't know for sure. She was not happy about my decision. She would be living alone in our house in Cle Elum, Washington, but our daughter and three grandkids lived nearby to help her when needed. This would be a whole new adventure of faith for me. Before I left, I was varelly healthy for 63 and I trust God for my health and protection. I didn't take any vitamins or supplements. Plus, I drove my van in Mexico with no insurance after six months there. My vision was 40/60,my hearing was not perfect and I also had some ringing in my ears. I also had some other health issues that I had not confirmed by doctors and a minor skin disease with no cure that was worth the side effect or the cost, plus I had a back tooth problem, but I still left trusting in God for healing and His faithfulness. I ended up staying in Mexico for almost two and a half years. During that time, I saw God use me to help the poor with food, money, and heal some people and give to a small orphanage nearby. Jesus also provided for all my needs and protection, including a house to live in the last year and a half for only $200 a month with A/C which I badly need during the summer months. There were also some difficult moments too, including my van breaking down, having my wallet stolen one night, and two laptops stolen out of my van when I was out praying and helping people one week after I replace the first one. But God replaced all that was stollen through a pastor and a Morman friend who owned an art gallery where I often helped. I also made other wonderful friends there and I had no regrets about going down there. However, a month before leaving to go back to my wife in Washington, God gave me a vision of South America, but no time as to how or when that would happen. It was several years later when we realized that the mission God call me on would require me to divorce my wife, because she wanted to be close to her daughter and our teenage grandchildren. So we sold our house there, and she bought a smaller one in Ellensburg. Our divorce was finalized in January of 2020. And I was going to go drive back to Mexico again in my van. However, when I got to the border I had a problem with my drivers license and had to drive all the way back. Then Covid-19 hit the country, and I was not going anywhere and ended up living with and helping my ex-wife for the next two and half years until she sold her house to our grandson who worked as a highway patrolman in the same city and needed a place to live that he could afford. With that decision made it told me my time was up and to move on to my mission of faith, starting with Chile in South America, where my uncle had been a missionary 50 years before. By that time I was wearing a hearing aid, and now it was also confirmed by doctors that I had Parkinson's disease which both my dad and uncle had died from. I could still walk but not in a straight line and had leg spasms because of the disease, which made it difficult to sleep at night. Plus there was the shaking of the hands that made curtain things more difficult, like eating, buttoning my shirt or typing an email or blog post. I also had more teeth issues and had some pulled and others needed crowns and the cost would be over $10,000 and I declined, because I would rather use that money to help the poor. I also had a small sore in the center of my forehead with a dark scab that made it look like I had been shot that would not go away even after the scab came off, it would start all over again. It was rather embarrassing, but I never had it checked out because I will continue to trust God no matter what. For my mission living expences I had a small amount of money coming through my monthly social security to live on, and some money from the divorce settlement which I gave almost half of that money away, along with my van, most of my clothes and almost a hundred of my paintings I still had from being a professional artist. All I had now was my faith in God, three suitcases and a one way plane ticket to Chile. Most Christians that I knew would not want to leave the country with the health issues I had. Plus, I no longer depended on medicare, because I believe" by His stripes I am healed" period. There is one other prophecy that has also motivated me on this mission. One morning back in Washington, I was so depressed that when I looked into the bathroom mirror, I told God "I need a new body, soul and spirit." In the next Friday zoom meeting that I was watching at home at the end of that evening I heard Sheldon say, "Israel, God says to me " I am going to make you an all new man." Wow. I am still waiting and keep repeating that prophecy. knowing God is faithful to complete that promise for me.

Reaching out to Borneo

I have been in Borneo for a month and a half now, and things have not gone quite like I had hoped. But I believe things are going to change soon. I know God has His way and timing and so I try to make the most of it the best I can. For the time being, I enjoy having a nice hotel to stay in and a great breakfast buffet, even when the food is not always hot. During this time I try to do something, to stay busy doing things, but under the current circumstances  that gets to be more challenging. I have not felt God leading me to do anything special while I wait, so I take short walks, praying around the hallway on my 10th floor several times during  the day and also at night, plus go to the restaurant on the fifth floor for breakfast,every morning and then every ten days I go to the main lobby to pay for another ten day stay. I doubt that they have ever had a tourist stay for the 90 days, I expect to stay here. I also go next door on the ground level to a small bakery often, where I can get a small loaf of wheat bread with only six 3/4" slices per bag to make my cheese or tuna sandwiches or peanut and jam, because the large supermarket next door only carries white loaves of bread, which I find hard to believe.  They have white rolls and other pastries, but no wheat bread. This is the only country I have been in with that limited of a selection. Anyway, I went to get bread today at noon, but they were out of the only wheat bread I wanted. However, they said they would have more after 2pm. So then I got one at about 5pm that evening. Later, I thought I would  go back down to get an ice cream cone in one of the shops in the mall that I had  last week, before they closed, but their machines were not  working any more when I got there. I could see that several children had one, but they were not working anymore. and other costumes were told the same thing. So while I was there I felt I should still walk through the mall and see who I could  reach out to for God, even  though I know His presence is alway working around me, even if I don't realize or feel it. Some of the shops were starting to close at 9pm. So I walked down to the end and turned around and walked back up the other side to go out the way I entered the mall. And that was when I saw the back of a head sitting in a wheelchair. I knew why I was here now. There was a family also standing around a small handicap boy. A father, mother, and two other older children. I smiled at them, and then placed my right hand on the young boy's shoulder and he turned around and gave me a big deformed smile with missing teeth, and eyes that sparkled. I blessed him and declared him restored and gave a smile again to the rest of the family and placed the same hand blessing the father also. There are many muslims that shop here, because I noticed all the hijabs and beautiful head scarves the women and young girls wear and fill the shops in the mall. There are over 250 million Muslims living in Indonesia, which consist of over 17,000 islands. That's more than all the other Muslim countries combined. And there are also a lot in Malaysia as well that make up the Asian South Pacific region. And here I am in the heart of it all, reaching out for Christ to touch the hearts of His children here in Borneo and set them free. While at the same time on the other side of the globe "Operation Epic Fury" is fighting to set the Iranian people free and the whole Middle East, from the tyranny of evil political/religious clerics of Iran. The underground Christian church is the fastest growing group in the world and God has often revealed Himself to many in visions and dreams and spread through the social media on the internet. Plus there are many powerful testimonies and miracles reported as well in videos seen on youtube, which I watch every day and pray for them. These videos show the awesome love and power of God that is still reaching out in the darkest places in the world where even speaking the name of Jesus, worship openly, owning a Bible or even having a portion of Christian literature can cost you your life, be torchared or imprisonment for life, for something that too many Christian take for granted. We should also be reaching out to them in prayer for protection  to be set free to live and worship God as they please. .

Song from the heart of Indonesia

Her beautiful voice won contests, but her heart was captered by God. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8RJGumQW3Y&authuser=0

Finding Jesus in Malaysia

This is a powerful video of Adam's life, a native born in Malaysia, that I would like to share. It is a message of truth, peace, love, joy and sacrifice... https://youtu.be/E0t3UYPndw8?si=kJlan0vR1PYopDCs Attachments area Preview YouTube video In Malaysia, Islam Is Printed on Your ID Card. I Discovered My Real Identity Was Something Else.Preview YouTube video In Malaysia, Islam Is Printed on Your ID Card. I Discovered My Real Identity Was Something Else.

Borneo, Malaysia

It is hard to believe I am in the city of Kota Kinabalu in Borneo that is part of Malaysian reagin that is located on the equator line, so it is very warm here. I am in my new hotel room at the Klagan Rengency, and it is awesome. It is on the tenth floor of a 19 story hotel. And it has a great view of the countryside and mountains in the distance looking east with a few other highrises and some large Muslim mosques nestled in the forest. My room is over 30' long by 15' wide with a wood planking floor, and the bathroom is very large too with a walk-in shower and large tile flooring. It has a king size bed. There is also a prayer mat in the closet to be used for only that purpose. I have a large 50" TV that shows country scenes from around the world if I want too, which is nice to look at. There is also laundry service available, which I really needed, but it is not cheap. I got to talk to the night manager at the other hotel, The Ming Garden, before leaving and we discussed the reason why I was leaving and he apologized for the high price I had to pay for the first three nights, but he was not allowed to match online bookings prices I had seen upon my arrival at the airport. However, it did motivate me the next day to look elsewhere, which led me to this hotel for $45 per night. Although, it did cost me $65 per night initially, for the first three night. The manager very find and helped me move my luggage from my room, called a taxi for me, and helped put them in the trunk of the car when it got there. We parted on very good terms, which I am very thankful for and blessed him. I can't believe things just keep getting better in every country I go to. I am so very blessed. It also rained the first four days in Borneo, but the weather has inproved since then. I have enjoyed getting the breakfast buffets at the last few hotels I have stayed at. They offer a varity of food I really miss and enjoy. I also get to experience new dishes. However, this hotel is eatra special because it is right next to a very large four story shopping mall that goes back over a thousand feet, it's called the Hypermall. It also has a supermarket inside where I can buy extra food, and there is also an ATM next to it, that really help me during my stay here. Yesterday I walked all over the first two floors, just to see what was there and meeting lots of people. I had one very special event happen when I first got there. There were two very young Chineses children in front of me as I was walking and the young girl, about 4 or 5 years old, came up to me and took my right hand and gently placed a kiss on the back of it, and then gave me a big smile. Wow, that really surprised and humbled me. I blessed her and her brother. It will be interesting to see what will happen while I'm here since it's been a while since I stayed in a country for three months. Borneo is a beautiful country with beautiful people if you go online and check it out. It seem to be the only way I really get to travel in these countries God send me to. But I am not here to be a tourist, I'm a son of God, with a messsage from His heart to declare to the people and over the nation. And I am so blessed and honored to serve in whatever way I can.

My trip to Bali

Wow, I can't believe I'm now in a Muslim country,amazing what God is doing with me. When I was back in Papua New Guinea I was wondering how things could get better for me, because I am so blessed in each new country I go to not knowing anything about it when I get there or where I will be living. But the plane flight here seemed to set the mood that good things were going to happen, thank God. The travel agency at the Brisbane airport booked me in a hotel for two days, which she thought would be very nice and inexpensive. But when I got there it was better than anything I could imagine and even cheaper when I checked the currency rate compared to the American dollar..It's unbelievable, about $30 each night. The place is called the Champlung Mas Hotel & Spa Ruta. My room is on the top fourth floor. and where my bed is is about 12x25 feet with large windows that look out to other hotels and a small community of typical houses with pointed roofs sandwiched in between and some trees and palms. Plus it has a large balcony that I can go out on through a double door. The bathroom is very large with a six foot tub and a separate shower stall. All the flooring is in large 15" cream colored tile. I also have a small refrigerator, TV, and excellent wifi access.The Asian staff is all Balian and very respectful and always greet me with a bow and praying hand gesture. They also offer a free breakfast buffet that is incredible, with fruit, pastries and about ten hot dishes, and it varies every morning. I really enjoy it as I stuff myself for my main meal for the day and then I have some ramen noodles late at night that I make with the coffee maker. and put in a coffee cup. It rained a lot yesterday but later I was able to go out and take a long walk on level ground with narrow, busy streets, when it stopped raining. The streets are crowded with small business shops and people smiling and sitting outside trying to encourage me and others to come in and buy something. However, it is still lonely sitting in my room most of my day trusting and waiting on God and watching some news and videa= on my laptop, I have not watched the TV yet because it is not very big and it is at the other end of my room. The hindu taxi driver who brought me here, has taken me shopping a couple times to buy food and help me find poor people to give money too He also told me he had a young nephew boy that was handicaped and I gave him money for the boy and told him that God would heal him. On my last day in Bali, the taxi man took me to the airport and help me get my luggage to the booking area, and before he left had a man take our picture together with his phone and then we gave each other a big hug goodbye. He also gave me his email address and asked to stay in touch. God is goinng to really bless that man and his family. It is people like him and make my mission worth while, plus knowing Abba Father is answering all my prayers for the people and country, like Bali

Meeting Arnila

I had just landed back in Australia again, because that's where my return flight had been booked from Papua New Guinea. I spent 50 days there and made a lot of friends and some who helped me and I also helped some too. But it was very hot and humid there. Now I was back at this airport again at 6pm, where I was going to try to book a flight out to Bali, because I had no cheap place to stay in Australia.. So at the Quantas Airline service desk they said they had a flight out to Bali the next morning and it would cost $1,500 or about a thousand dollars in American. She also said there was a travel agency in the airport so I checked, but it had closed and would reopen at 7am the next day. So I spent the night on sofas that the airport provides, like many others who were waiting. but I was only able to get about three hours sleep, because of all the distractions around me. At 7am at the travel agency I met a tall young Australian that turned out to be a Christian and in about an hour and fifteen minutes she had me booked for two flights. First to Bali, which has a 30 day limit on tourist visas, and then a second booking to the country of Borneo, because they require an exit flight out of the country in Endonesa before the limited time on that visa. She got me both flights for only $800 american, nearly half of what Quantas wanted for only a flight to Bali. Wow what a saving... Plus she also booked me for two nights at a resort hotel when I got there for only $68 in american, and then did my visa application online for Bali and all this service didn't cost me anything extra. What a blessing that was. I was booked with Jetstar Airline and was able to get special assistance so I didn't have to walk all the way through migration and to the loading gate that was at the other end of the airport. That too was also a blessing. The flight to Bali was six hours and it didn't include any free meals or water. Now I know why it was so cheap, but that was okay, because I had spent the last of my Australian currency buy[ng some food at the airport before leaving there so I would survive missing a meal. However, half way through the long flight I needed to use the restroom, and I had a window seat and there were two ladies next to me and the closest was a Muslim who wore a gray head scarf and slept with her arms crossed on her chest, but you could still see all of her face. So I had to wake them which made me feel bad. And this is where my story really begins. When I got back to my seat the young Muslim woman who I had not talked to or really acknowledged asked me a question. I have read online and watched a lot of Christian videos on Muslim and their customs and practises so as a man I usually avoided trying to make contact other than a simple smile.of acknowledgement when I saw them when I went out shopping or walking. I had been asking God how I was going to spend the last half of my flight with nothing to do since I had no visual access to movies and out the window at 36,000 feet, But this young lady turned to me and asked me where I was from and about my trip to Bali.That is all it took and for the next two hours we learned more about each other. Her name was Arnila, but she goes by Lala as a nickname with friends. She says she is about five feet tall and a single mother and 40 years old, but she looks much younger, because her skin is very soft looking and she has very full lips, that made me wonder what it would be like to kiss them, and I even told her that and she laughed. She has a 17 year old daughter. After talking for a while she offered me a large peach which I accepted. It was delicious and later gave me a whole chicken sandwich which she had purchased but didn;t want it now, so I gladly ate that too, and thanked her Now when you sit it seats that are close to each other sometimes you share the armrest between you, but as we talked we used our hands also to communicate and juster, and at one point she rested her hand on mine for just a moment and that surprised me because most Muslim women wouldn't do that and we had talked about that and all the other alful customs and laws that some Muslim countries have and the treatment of women. Plus the danger if you break those laws. But something special happened and I can't really explain it. But she let her hand rest on mine again and left it there and we ended up holding hands for the rest of the flight for over an hour. I closed my eyes for a while and enjoyed this special moment while she slept some more, and she placed both her hands on mine and our fingers were interlaced. Wow! This was something very special. Here I am, Israel David, I'm 78 years old and she knew about my name change and the mission God has me on and the lives I have touched around the world. I believe God ordains this divine appointment to bridge the gap between her world and mine, and for her family and country. I also believe it brought some healing for both of us that God knew we needed. After getting off the plane Agnila walked with me to the immigration area, but she had to go a different direction to fly on to Jakarta where she lives. We may never see each other again in this life, but before we separated we shared our email address and will continue to stay in touch. All this happened, because God's love wanted to do something special for both of us to bridge the gap between two very different worlds for the KIngdom of God. I told her several times I loved her and God loved her even more than I did, and that "her life would be changed forever", all because we held hands and shared our hearts on a flight to Bali. I even told her that as I laid my other hand on top of our two hands. This was all a divine appointment for His chosen family..Something special we will both cherish and never forget. israel david 9:54 PM (1 hour ago) to Arnila We have continued to email each other and she has acknowledged that she still thinks a lot of me and what happened on that plane. I also keep praying that God will work on her heart and family. and reveal Himself is a special way to help her put her complete trust in Him.

Making New Friends

This has been an interesting week. On Wednesday I went down to have my free breakfast and when I had finished eating, there had been a man at the next table who had heard me talking to someone that peak his interest. After I had finished eating, he turned around and joined me at my table. We started talking and shared a little about each other and where we were from and what I was doing on all my travels to so many countries. I told him that I was a Christian and a son of God. He then pulled out a large unniquik silver cross that I had never seen before and he told me he was a Christian also. We talked a little more and then he surprised me with a request for me to pray for him, so I did. It was a powerful prayer right there in the restaurant and then he thanked me with a big smile and then I stood up and said goodbye because I need to catch a ride to an ATM machine to pay for my hotel stay. But before I left him, I place my right hand on thee top of his head and gave him a double blessing. He liked that very much.  As I was leaving thed resturant, a kind young man from the hotel staff started to walk me to the van but as I was going I was attacked by the enemy, satan. I became very weak and my vision blurred and all light areas in my vision became almost blinding. It was scary, but I needed to get money so I pressed on and prayed as the young man helped me walk with every step to get to the van. My vision didn't improve until we got to the airport ATM machines, but I was still very weak and had to rest along the way a few times. I got my money and returned to the hotel and paid for my room. The young man asked ime if I needed an ambulance and I said, no. However, he did walk me to my room which was on the third floor through outside staircases. I thanked him when we finally got there. I had planned on going shopping that morning also, because I was out of most of my food. However, I decided to wait until the next day when I would feel better. When we got to my room I gave the young man all the change I had collected the past couple weeks from my desktop, for all his help that day, which was about K4. He then offered to go with me to do my shopping the next day and take a taxi and stay with me if I needed any help. I accepted. because I felt God had sent this young man to help me during this attack and he showed me a real kindness and thoughtfulness to my every need. He was not expecting anything in return, this was very humbling for me. The next day after I had my breakfast, we went shopping and he called for a taxi to get us to the supermarket. He helped me with my shopping and then got us a taxi to return back to the hotel. He carried my heavy bag of food to my room. I gave him K7 for all his help and had paid the taxi driver K30. These amounts are much less in American money. I invited him into my room and we talked for a while to get to know each other better. I explained my mission and my age when he asked. He also told me his name which is Greg and he was twenty years old, married and his wife is five months pregnant. He gets paid R370 every two weeks, which is about $65 in American or what I have to pay for one night at this hotel. He stays in a dorm with eight other men and his wife stays in another dorm and makes the same amount of money. They have no cooking appliance or refrigerator in their room and have to buy all their food at markets away from the hotel. His apartment next to my hotel which they provide for and the cleaning of their uniforms, that is all, no free meals from the hotel. His father died four years ago, and has a mother whom he tries to visit. He finally asked for a little money which I was glad to give. I came here to help the poor and this is one way that I can do that and I also get the help I need while I'm here too. Greg is a native to this country, but was born on a separate island from this one. He has no religious affiliations, but I believe that will change and I sense he is hungry to know God's love, power and faithfulness. And I believe God will provide for all his family's needs, because Greg is my friend and that is God's desire also.

Unexpected Blessing

I have been in Papua New Guinea for two weeks now and I am still staying at the same hotel that Sharmila and her daughter found online to stay at that was the cheapest hotel available. They also listed a couple others ones that were a little more expensive. I also checked online later for a cheap apartment to rent, but I could not find anything cheaper than where I was staying now. Which is about $60 per night  No one has been able to find me a room to rent with some family that has wifi and A.C. Most people here live without A/C. Temperature here is about 90 degrees and the same for the humidity. In all my travels to different countries I have never stayed in a hotel more than three nights because they were too expensive and I wanted to use the money God gave me to help the poor people. When I was at Ravi's house in Fiji, I wondered where I would find a family that cooked meals for me and became a family that I loved. I was able to help them in a way I had never imagined., even though it was more money than I had spent with others in the past. But I believe it was what God wanted me to do no matter the cost. After all it was His money He gave me to help others. And then when I had to stay in Australia again for three nights in a hotel before my next flight to here, Sharmila spoiled me in a way I could not have thought possible with all her help, food and transportation. What a blessing all these people have been from the very beginning of my journey. Then I wondered about how God would provide for me the next time.After I had breakfast down in the restaurant today, for the fifth day in a row. because I had learned that my stay here also included a free breakfast which is two sunny side up eggs, a different  side of breakfast meat each day, three slices of cucumbers and one slice of tomato, plus a variety of pastries, bread, different sliced fruits, juice and coffee or tea. And every three days I order the House Club Sandwich for K38 which is about $12, that comes with a very large serving of french fries which I make  last for three simple meals. Wow, what more could a person want?. I feel so blessed. This hotel is more like a resort with all its different levels and landscaping. Now they are already decorating the lobby and other areas with Christamas trees, lights and decorations. Oh well, it seems like some things never change, but God is still in control.. When I came back to my room I started thinking about all this. God has provided me with a place to stay, a friendly staff and guests that greet me with a smile and say good morning or evening when I pass them, The room keeper provides me with fresh towels every week, they clean my room, mop the floor and change my bedding. And ask me to let them know if I need anything . Plus they provide me with bottled water and small packets of coffee or sugar. I get free wifi, transportation in a service van to an ATM machine or I can take a taxi when I need to go shopping for extra food to have in my room. However I have to be careful when it comes to taxi drivers. The first one I used was very kind and helpful. He even stad with me when I went shopping and then brought me back to the hotel. He only charged me K55 dollars, but the next taxi driver I use, to go shopping at a closer supermarket, he also saw me give money to a handicap boy, but when I go back to the hotel he wanted a K100 and he had spent less time with me and just waited in the car while I did my shopping. I told him "No" and gave him K50. Then I went into the hotel. As I thought about all this, I began to realize that God was still blessing me even though I am still staying in a hotel and as far as I know I may be staying here until the 17th of November, when I am booked to return to Australia. I even told the staff at the front desk where I pay every three days for my stay, that I still want to help the poor or orphans in the area. But I know that staying at this hotel also helps pay many poor people who work here at very low wages. God knows my heart and if He wants me here in a hotel that meets my needs, then I can live with that and give a smile, love and blessings to all of them. And I still pray for their country. I know God can still change my situation, if He wants to, because nothing is impossible with God. Sometimes I feel a little guilty and sometimes a lot, when I hear about people and missionaries in other countries who suffer and sacrifice their lives to share the Gospel. Yet God knows all His children needs and provides in the way that He sees best for each one., including incredible miracles and visitations at times. So I just thank God each day for His love and blessings no matter the cost for my room or inconvenience or difficulties in serving Him and His children. God is so good.

The Adventure Continues Pt. 2

When I arrived in Papua New Guinea we had to wait about a half hour before departing the plane. because of the weather. I had been seated at the back of the plane so I was the last to get off. When I exited the plane I was hit by a heat wave of humidity, but thank God He provided me with transportation without me even asking. so I didn't have to walk all the way through the airport to get my luggage. A young lading was given to assist me past all the other passengers waiting in line to get through security and immigration. I was treated like a VIP and went through every spot with just a wave and then we waited for my luggage. She helped me with finding and loading my luggage and then made our way out of the exit doors. I showed her where I was staying and she told me to wait there at the curb, where there were taxis and vans picking up people to take to their destination. When she came back we waited for a little while and then a van pulled up that was shrink wrapped with a large Hideaway Hotel ad. She motioned for me to get in as the driver was loading my luggage in the back of the van. I was so happy I didn't know what to say other than to thank her and bless her and give her a nice tip for all her help. I did not have to pay anything for the ride when we got to the Hotel.. Everything had gone very well up to this point. But, that was about to change. When I asked to stay for three nights I was shown a fee much higher and the quote given on line back in Australia The manager came up and I explained and then he honored the quote. That fee would be about $75 per night, which was better than other hotels in the city. But, when I went to pay with my bank cards they didn't know how to complete the transaction. So I offered to pay in cash for one night until I could go to an ATM machine the next day and that was fine with them. My room was on the third floor again but it was not like a regular hotel, but a maze of rooms with outdoor stairs going everywhere and tropical plants and tall trees along the way spread over a large area and there was a swimming pool on the ground floor and a restaurant off the main lobby. My room was nice with an old wall mounted AC but there were no towels in the bathroom. I immediately turn on the AC. I had not experienced this kind of heat before. I had brought some food with me and also had what Sharmila had sent with me. So I was set for a few days. I also asked those at the front desk if they could help me find a room to rent at someone's house and explained my ministry to help poor people. The next morning about 8:30 I was taken back to the airport with a staff member to help me find an ATM machine. But when we got to it had a sign saying no cash was available so we went to another one in the airport and that ATM said the same thing and we talked to a bank guard standing there and they said money would be would be there the next morning. So we went back to the hotel and he explained and I told them I would be staying at least another day longer and would pay when I could get more money and that was fine with them. The staff and house keepers are all very kind and friendly. However, earlier the next morning there was a knock on my door that woke me at 5:46 When I poked my head around to slightly opened door and there was a male staff member with a big smile on his face and I told him to wait just a minute so I could get dressed, but when I open the door again, he was gone. I actually swore, I was so upset. Later that morning, a young female staff member went with me to the airport ATM machine and I was able to withdraw money on both my debit cards and now I had enough money to stay ten days if necessary. I have been sleeping better, and I watch programs on Youtube about people serving God in very difficult situations and at great sacrifices and incredible miracles of God stepping in at the last minute to display his love and power. However, maintaining wifi connection here at the hotel is very challenging, plus I have to enter a new access code every two days. With God's help I will get through all this. because He is faithful and always with me and He has plans for me to fulfill here in the country and all that I go to. I'm just glad to be a part of it despite the challenges, frustration and any other circumstance. It is all meant for our good and He is in control over every aspect of my life and I thank Him everyday and I will continue to trust Him with all my heart and life.

The Adventure Continues

I stayed three days in Australia after I left Fiji, leaving behind friends that I had made for the past six months that I will greatly miss. Everything at the airports regarding my flight went smoothly. However, there was an hour delay on the plane leaving because of thunderstorms. But Sharmila was still there to pick me up along with her daughter when I arrived waiting at the exit area. I was glad I was able to go through immigration so quickly Then they took me to a hotel that she had booked for me. When we got there I met her other daughter and they helped me get my three suitcases up to the third floor, because there were no elevators. When we got to my room Sharmila unload a bag that she brought that had a ton of food for me to eat since the room came with a mini fridge. Then her daughter setup Wifi connection on my laptop computer. Wow, what a blessing and then she invited me to have dinner for the next two night with her family at their house which turned out to be just about a mile away. She brought over a dozen items for me to eat--a loaf of mixed grain bread, butter, four small yogurt tubs, apples, lettuce, chunks of watermelon bits, and rice. sliced cheese, some hindu meals,in plastic containers and much more than I could eat, plus I was having dinner with them which turnout to be a lot more food, plus strawberry Ice cream for dessert both nights. I had a wonderful time with them as we learned more about each other. Then they took me to an ATM machine to get money to pay her back for booking my hotel room.Then at six the next morning Sharmila with a friend, met me to take me back to the airport. She then brought me some more food to take on the plane and hid some of it in my laptop bag Because I was not expecting to have a meal on the short flight of three and a half hours, but I was wrong. They offered a hot cheesy pasta dish or a chicken salad. I chose the pasta, then they came back later and asked if we wanted more. I have never been on an airline that offered seconds. I was seated on the last row at the back of the plane with the two only empty seats left next to me. And they still had more food to serve, so I went for the chichen salad this time and it was incredible. Then they passed out some milk chocolate balls for dessert and they gave me two. Wow, what a blessing and I still had the food Sharmila packed for me to eat later when I got to my hotel in Papua New Guinea that Sharmila's daughter found online, which turned out to be more of a blessing then I realized when I got to the Hideaway Hotel. Sharmila has turned out to be an incredible friend and I will look forward to seeing her and her daughters in a couple months. They are a real blessing from God and have a special place in my heart.

Sleepwalking

This past week I had a most unusual experience happen at about 2am. I was getting ready to go to bed and was sitting at the foot of the bed when the door suddenly opened without anyone knocking first. In came Ravi's 17 year old son, Krishav, he just walked past me with his eyes open, but in a daze and laid down perpendicular at the head of my full size bed with his back to my pillow. He didn't say a word as I tried to talk to him, but he just laid down and went to sleep. His bedroom is just across the hall from mine, but for some unknown reason he was now sleeping in my bed. I decided to let him sleep and see just how long it would be before he woke up. I had just been reading on my laptop about the power of prayer of a missionary in Africa that had experienced an incredible lifesaving miracle. So I took this situation to heart regarding what had just happened in my room. So I prayed over Krishav as I laid my hand on his leg that God would make Himself real to him and that it would change his life forever. I prayed the same thing. again over his whole family. After couple hours I felt I need to get him up, but he refused to move, and I didn't want to get more forceful, so I went to get his parent but his dad is the same way when it comes to waking him up, so I nudge Sanjeeta leg to gently wake her up, but there was very little light in their room, and she was unsure why I was in their bedroom at about 4 in the morning.I told her I needed her to come with me to see something. When we got to my room she was surprised to see her son in my bed and I told her he had been there a couple hours. She laughed at the sight and then tried to wake him up. When we finally did he was surprised to see himself in my bed and struggled to make his way back to his bedroom. I realized he had been sleepwalking and ended up in my bed. My mother had told me many times that she had found my dad outside for no reason and led him back into the house, because of sleepwalking. The next morning I saw them both in the kitchen and said that he had been sleepwalking. He said he didn't remember any of it and that it was the first time it had ever happened. I then shared my dad's experiences.I think this also happened with my daughter when she was very young. There are many other people who have had this happen to them, but they usually don't remember the experience other than someone else who helped them. I don't believe it has ever happened to me, but I am glad I took the opportunity to pray for him and I only wish I had taken a picture of him on my bed.

An Amazing Week

Last Saturday as I was walking with Ravi's family to a nearby restaurant to celebrate Fijian Father's Day, when Sangeeta started talking to me about something that involved $2,000 and I told her I didn't completely understand her, and after I had just spent $650 earlier that week for an unexpected electrical repair to provide power to their house in which we had to do without until the next day to be completed, plus a current electric bill of $465, which I also paid. So I was not in the mood to hear anything more about money. At the restaurant there were six family members, two friends and myself, and we had a wonderful fried chicken dinner, three buckets, some large chicken burgers, chicken nuggets and a lot of french fries and coke to wash it all down with and some ice cream sundae to share. I was completely stuffed. Anyway I didn't hear any more about the $2,000 which was a relief. But the next day it came up again as we were all gathered in their bedroom. As the story unfolded, apparently someone in their extended family was offering them a car that was almost new for $2,000, that was worth over $10,000. I told them I would have to see it before I would make any commitment. That night I talked to God about it, and I felt it was something he wanted me to do, along with a few stipulations I wanted to add. The next morning we all met again after I finally got the sleep I needed. I told them the stipulation. First is that they all had to acknowledge that Jesus Christ, the God of Israel David was the one who was ultimately buying this car for them. Next, any repairs or work needed and the gas they would have to provide. And lastly, they would have to provide a title with Ravi name as the new owner, plus not ask me for any more money. They all agreed that that was fair. The next afternoon they brought the car for me to see. I was surprised, it was an all white toyota mini wagon, and in very good condition with no cracked windows, or body damage. I was told it was four years old and had low mileage. They said I could put half down and the balance when the title was completed in 2-3 weeks and that was fine for me. However, I noticed a check engine light was on and he said it could be fixed for a little money. I asked how much and he said maybe $250. and i knew he had no money. But we had already gone to the ATM machine and returned home when I paid the $1000 and all I had left was $!70, and I gave it to him and he thought that would be enough. I really felt good about all this in seeing how God was already blessing them and wanting to show them His great love by this act of my giving. And I would trust Him to protect our investment and this beautiful family. The next day, Sangeeta's sister from Brisbane, Australia came to visit for five days and that will open the door for another story to share. She has already offered to let me stay with her when I leave here on the 26th of October. and she will pick me up at the airport and then three days take me back to the airport for my trip to Papua New Guinea. This is such an unexpected blessing. God is so good. Then last night at 6pm I got to meet Sangeeta's sister, Sharmila, for a hindu family wake dinner that they celebrate six months after the death of a parent who was her father and it was held at her mother's house next door about 120 feet away. Over the evening about fifty people had gathered, most of them sat on the ground with their small children and some teenagers. The women sat together near me on tarps. I sat in a chair along with Sangeeta's sister and her new fiance. While the men about 50 feet away sat on tarps and played hindi music. Then at about 8:30 they serve the food in large bowls in which all hindu eat with their fingers along with some small tortillas and paper cups of warm cream tea. During all of this I prayed that this was why I was brought here, to bring the presence of God's love and power to this community. Before I left to go back to my room, I told Sangeeta that a year from now things would be a lot different and surprisingly she seemed to agree. As I walked back I blessed them and touched some of their beautiful children. This has been an amazing week for me. But there was also a painful weekend for the world and myself with the assanation of Charlie Kirk.I can't say how I truly feel, other than to agree with his wife, that the killer has "no idea of what they have unleashed". God knew this would happen and He would use it to display His power and glory and the retribution on all those tied to the enemy's camp. Just to remind my blog readers, the Fijian currency is about twice as much in American currency, so this car for Ravi is a really good deal for everyone, including me. Please, continue to pray for Charlie's family and friends in this time of great sorrow and he will enjoy meeting his Lord and Savior face to face. There will be a great harvest from the seeds of faith he has sown

Crazy Week

This past week started off with three days with no water from the public utility. I have always had to deal with water conservation just to help out with the family I live with, so I just flush my toilet just once a day since I am the only one that uses it in my living area. The four other members of the family share the other bathroom, which I am sure they flush more often. From my bathroom there's a small opening in the wall about head height, that I can look out and see their 500 gallon water storage tank. From time to time while I have been here I have had to let Ravi know that the tank is full and water is flowing out of the top and onto the dirt ground below so he can go out and shutoff the inflow of water. This is becoming a serious issue since I have notice the water tank tilting more, because when they installed the tank they did not build a sturdy concrete fountain to support all the weight of that much water, and in time it will fall off it 3 foot height concrete block support base which was never cemented together, and damage the tank. Ravi is aware of the problem, but has done nothing to correct it other than to use some short wood beams to support the tilting tank which they just sink into the soft ground also and water continues to flow out if not stopped. Now that the city water is flowing again I have had to wake Favi up at 6am to go out and shut the water off because he had not installed an automatic shut off valve. However, he finally told me later that day he just installed one, but the very next morning water was flowing out again and I had to wake him again. Now the he finally correct that problem we had more water presser, but I have notice another problem out in the front yard next to the Poga where there is a water fauset that was never put together correctly and the shut off valve keeps blowing off and I have had to push it back on otherwise it just pours out and floods the front yard and waste more water. I told Ravi about the problem and he need to use some wire to tie the fauset more securely but I didn't do it, and the next night valve was blown off again early in the morning while it was still dark, and I tried to push on the valve but the pressure was too great and it was just spraying water all over my clothe and I was standing in a pool of water. So at 2:30 that morning I went in there bedroom and woke him up and he finally came out, but with no wire and I watched his peel off some old tape from the PVC pipe and push on a shut off cap and stop the flow and I asked if that it would hold with the pressure and he said it would. I just left him and went and changed out of my wet shoes and clothes, wondering why he had not done it the day before. That week I became aware of another problem. I had paid Rave $800 plus for my monthly rent on the 4th when I got back here in Fiji. However, a few days later Sanjeeta came to me while I was still in bed after knocking asking for $20 to give Rachel. I said what happened to the $900 I gave Ravi, she said he only had $10 left. I was furious. After I gave the money and she left, I got dressed and went to their bedroom. The whole family was there and just stared Ravi down and without a word turned and went back to my room trying to figure out how he spent all that money, I later learned he had to pay a lawyer $500 and then spent the money on other things that were needed. So I gave them another $200, but after a week went by I could tell they were out of money again when the Wifi went down and needed more money. It was still ten days before my next month's rent was due, however I thought I could just give them the last $300 I had and then I would give them the balance of $500 on the 4th of next month when I went to the ATM machine, and they agreed to that when I told them and gave them what I had left. Fine, I thought. But the very next day Sanjeeta came to my room and wanted to talk. This was not going to be good I thought. I said, is this about money and she said, no. She told me about the other friend I helped and gave her money that she promised to repay in a couple days when they would pay her, but they never did and I told her I forgave them and her for not keeping their promises. So what was the issue now and she told me that they wanted the balance of the $500 now and not next month. I could not believe what I was hearing, I told her, don't make me regret coming back here. You're just using me as your personal ATM machine. I finally offered to give the balance on the 1st of the month instead of the 4th. of September. I told her that I loved them, but I would not let them use me anymore, She still was not happy with that and so I said, "then go to your other friends who owe you or to your gods for the money." Then I said, "we are done here", and left the livingroom we had moved to. She finally got up and left. Later that night  she fixed my dinner and the next day everything was fine, just like the event never happened. One other irritating problem that has continued this week, is mice and rats. They don't have regular traps like in America, so I bought a can of Glue for those kinds of issues and two flat round trays that come with your purchase, then you pour the glue it. This had work before in my room, but they had issue in their kitchen also where we would see the mice run around every day on the kitchen counter and often in food if left out. So I put one pan on the kitchen counter and one in my room one the floor, where I had caught a rat before. The next day, we caught two mice and a rat in the kitchen, but the rat in my room has manage to avoid my trap for over a week regardless where I  put it. This has been my crazy and frustrating week. I know God has called me here, yet I never dreamed I would have to deal with some of the issues I have. I know someday I will look back on all this and laugh, but right now it can be very frustrating. However, I thank God for His love and faithfulness that keeps me going forward to share His love to another generation..

Change of Plan

It was July 31st. and I had a plane ticket to fly back to Australia, because my 90 day visa was about to expire. Ravi, my friend and landlord had arranged for a taxi to take me to the airport. His wife, Sangeeta and son would come along and see that I got there, while he stayed behind. My flight departure was at 4:10pm and we were leaving at 12:30, so we had plenty of time to get there. Just a half hour drive, but along the way the car was stalling and then go. I soon realized we were running out of gas, and I prayed. The car finally stopped for good just 200 feet from a gas station. I gave the driver money and he came back with a container of gas and we were off again. At the airport, I said goodbye and hugged my friends one last time and then they went off to do a little shopping before returning home.Everything at the airport went smoothly and then I waited to board the plane. When I got to Australia I got a hotel that was $200 a night and that was the going rate in the city of Brisbane. I prayed I would find a cheaper place to stay. That night, I had my first hot shower in three months and took my time enjoying it and then I had a good night's sleep, But after trying to find a cheap place to stay the next two days, evey opption didn't pan out and I asked God that night, what was I to do? I then felt I heard Him say, go back to Fiji. I had not planned on going back to any country that I had left, but I felt this was the direction I was to go and I knew my friend in Fiji would be happy, because they all wanted me to stay longer. I also had seen information regarding immigration in Fiji that allowed for a 12 month visa, but you had to leave the country every 90 days, just like Australia, I was so excited that I could hardly get to sleep, but I manage to get about 5 hours, before I checked out of the hotel at 10:30 the next morning, and paid my bill with my debit card. However, the man who I paid was not nice to me the night before when I asked if he could help me find out what time the next flight left for Fiji. When I went to pay,I noticed a cab waiting at the hotel so when I pulled my luggage out the door he motioned for me to take his cab. After he loaded my stuff in the trunk and got in the car I studied his face more closely and he looked just like Jesus from the program, The Chosen, but not as neatly trimmed. However, I told him that he looked just like Jesus, and he said, I am Jesus, that is my name, Jesus and I am from Nepal where Mt. Everst is. This was amazing, God has used taxi drivers to help me in the most unique ways and I all started with my taxi driver in Argentina, named Angel.  When I arrived at the airport I learned that a flight to Fiji was just about to leave and the next one out would not be until 9:40 the next morning. A kind young lady at the information booth was willing to help me book my flight and use my debit card to pay for it. She also helped me get my laptop connected to the airport Wifi. When I sat down on some hard plastic chairs to wait, another kind lady that worked there, told me that down stairs there was an area with soft chairs and sofas where I could spend the night with other passengers and there were food stands and restrooms. I pulled my three suitcases, still on a cart to the elevator and staked out my spot for a long day and night. It was just a little before noon. The airport provides 24/7 Wifi and I checked out the news and then my email. It was there that I had a notice from the hotel where I had just left, that I had booked another night stay at the hotel. The night clerk had just cheated me for whatever reason and it would cost me my $100 deposit that was to be returned in 5 days.  There was a reply area on the email and I stated I did not make that booking and that I forgave him for what he did. I still had my luggage with me and in one of them I had a half a loaf of multigrain bread, a small jar of peanut butter and one of jam that I had used at the hotel to have some food to eat there, and now I had food to eat while I was waited. I blessed people who helped me and those I met waiting to leave and also let the presence of God touch lives in ways that only He can. There were over forty people spending the night there, who were able to sleep in every position you could imagine. Some even had a blanket from their backpack to cover them. But I was not able to sleep, except for an hour from 4:30 to 5:30 and so I spent most of the time walking and praying. I was finally able to check-in with the help from people who work there, every airport seemed to have a different arrangement regarding weighing luggage and security, but God always provides the people, for an old man like me, who needs help. I still had two hours before my flight left and I had spent the last of my Australian currency except for some change and I was hungry, and I had a Snicker candy bar that I would have on the plane. There was a vending machine where I could buy a drink or some chips for $4, but I was short 40 cents. So I went over to a family that was also wait for their flight and asked for the extra change but they didn't, however the wife took me back to the machime and used her card to pay and I got my onion and vinegar chips and I thanked and blessed her. Then I ate half of the bag and saved the rest to have on the plane, beside I had no water to quench my thirst. On the plane I had a window set and I put my coat against the window and laid my head on it as I watched the plane take off and that was the last thing I remember. When I woke up about an hour later, so I had the rest of my chips and my candy bar as a flight attendant passed by with beverages and I asked for a small cup of water and then drank it. I had emailed Sangeeta when my flight would arrive in Fiji and they said they would be there to meet me. It was hot and humid when the plane  landed in Fiji, but at least I would have a place to stay with friends with A/C. When I got through immigration and had my luggage, Sangeeta and Ravi were there to meet me with a big hug and a big plate of warm french fries and four grilled hotdogs with spicy grilled onions on top, along with a cup of pineapple juice they had poured from a carton of juice. I was stuffed and I noticed a receipt left on  the table and I took a quick look at it to see what they had paid for my meal, it was a little over $10, which was a good deal at an airport. We walked out of the airport and there was the taxi man who had brought me there four days earlier. They loaded my luggage and went to pay the parking fee at a pay booth for the time they had been there. The fee was $5 in Fijian or about $3.50 in American. However no one had any more money, they had spent the last they had on my meal and the driver had no money either. I had no Fijian currency except my Debit card which the attendant at the booth suggested we could use it to pay the parking fee, and then the steel arm bar would rise and let us out. After we left there, I said since nobody has any money, I guess our next stop will be at the ATM machine near Ravi house and we can do a little shopping while we are there. And I could also pay the taxi man. Welcome to Fiji. My home for the next three month. It will be interesting to see what wonderful plans God has for all of us.

Angels Rejoicing

In four days I will be leaving Fiji and going back to Australia for three more months. I have made wonderful friends here.In every country I have gone to, the journey has become better than the one before, it seems. God, in His infinite wisdom, is able to lead me to the ones He wants to help and bless for many generations to come. I have been staying with a Hindu family and I have eaten most of my meals with them. This situation has been different from any of my previous living arrangements. I have a separate living quarter with a bedroom, that was the husband and wife, because it had an A/C that was just installed the week before, and I really needed that. And they were glad to give it to me since I was paying them rent. And they had another bedroom to sleep in. However, I learned that the husband, Ravi, had just finished spending four months in jail for five different fist fights and he now had no job, and unemployment is very high here in Fiji. So God had me become their sole provider for everything including helping other friends in need. I also ended up paying for the A/C unit, and their electric bill. Sangeeta, the wife told me I had become their banker, or ATM machine, which I made withdrawals weekly to buy food for all of us, and pay for internet service. The ATM was next to a supermarket, a couple miles away, and we took a taxi every time, because they had no car, which they had to sell to provide for Ravi's family while he was in jail. Paying these expenses allowed me to eat and use my laptop to watch Zoom meetings, listen to worship music and to see news, plus movies and Near Death Experiences, which I have used to minister Christ to the family also, including their teenage son and daughter. Sangeeta had a sensitive heart for spiritual matters and we often talked and shared my faith, event in my travel, and Jesus Christ. Plus, the truth about her gods that were displayed in a cabinet hung on the wall of their living room and a large one out in their front yard under a kobota type of shelter. I had offered to buy her a Bible for her birthday and she liked that, so we got one in town when we went to one of Ravi's court dates. Then a couple weeks later we got one for Ravi also and he kissed it when I haded it to him and thanked me. Then one evening Sangeeta came to me in my room crying. We talked for a bit and then I suggested we go outside in the dark and sit in two chairs next to each other, under the stars in the Fijian sky. She was very upset about a family matter that involved her mother that lived next door, in a smaller house, and her sister who was better off financially in caring for their mothers needs. However, Sangeeta's daughter was living with the grandmother inorder to help, but didn't want to do that any more. I told Sangeeta that I would pray over that situation and took her hands and I prayed for God's peace and help. Then I did something I had not planned, but felt led to do, and I asked her if she would like to ask Jesus Christ into her heart and she said, "yes" nodding with her head. I asked her to repeat after me and she did. When we were through, she had a big smile one her face. I told her things were going to get better and we gave each other a big hug. It was hard for me to go to sleep that night, I told God that the ball was now in His court, and He said, "I have her and she is mine," I was so excited. The next morning when I went to the kitchen and asked how things were, she said, "Everything is good, thank God." She then showed me a small silver cross on a necklace that she found and put in the cabinet where she had put a crucifix in a week earlier, next to their other gods. She is still young in her faith. I told her that I wanted to buy her a new phone, because her son had broken his and so they were sharing hers and we would put a Bible app on it. I also asked her if she had told anyone about what she did last night and she said, her mother and her husband and they had no problem with her decision and new faith. Because they all knew me and loved me for the love I had shown them. So the next they all wanted to go into town to get the phone. On the walk to catch a transit van to town I noticed the silver cross necklace was now on her daughter's neck and I asked Sangeeta, if Rachel had made a confession of faith, and she said, no. But I said she willin God's time. She was not ashamed to be identified as a Christian, by wearing a cross. God is working on this family. I also wanted to stop by the Computer store where the Koran man who had fixed my laptop to get a business card with his email address, an tell him that God had wanted me to Bless him and that is why I had the computer problen, and had to come to him, and that he would have a great influence on the Korans people in Fiji. He then wanted to have a picture taken of me with two workers there and then I asked him to send it to me and I would keep in touch with him through our email. That night Sangeeta's son set up her new phone and had the Bible app put on it, and then he read to me the first chapter of St. John, "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God..." And now the Word was in their house and lives in my beautiful Fijian family. Both of their children actions prophesied their future, and it was their sister, Michelle who I also blessed, and manage at the hotel where I spent my first three nights in Fiji. She called her parents to see if they would like me, an old American, to come live with them for the next three months. It was all a part of God's amazing plan.

Computer Problem

A couple weeks ago I had another problem with my computer. My free AVG security showed that I was at a critical point and needed to upgrade, plus as I watched my worship music on Youtube, it was taking longer to download and a notice for me that I needed to restart. So I tried. However, when I did that my laptop screen showed only the new Microsoft Logo and to upgrade to Window 11, which I didn't want to do at this time But it didn't give me that option and I could not even shut my computer down. So I had to power off and restart but the same screen came up again. So I still had peace and knew God would help me get it fixed. I talked to Ravi, my landlord, and his son if they knew someone who was good with computers. The son said yes and they would call them. So I went to sleep that night and no worship music, which I usually do from midnight to about 1:30 in the morning. But before sleeping I prayed to God to lead me to the right person to help me with my laptop, and had a peace knowing He would and then I went to sleep right away knowing everything was in God's control. Plus He knew I needed my computer on this journey. The next morning Ravi said they would take me to a computer store in town that he had seen the week before and just thought of, and had said to himself, that if I needed help with my computer that was where I should go. So we, the whole family took a taxi, just to get out of the house and go to the city. When we got there, it was a small store sandwich between many other small businesses. The owner was about 60 years old, and met me at the counter and I explained my problem. While he worked on it, he told me he was from South Korea. Then he told me I needed to upgrade my security for $30 plus labor, a total of $50, in Fijian currency which is twice American, so I said okay. and paid him. Then I asked if he could increase my power on the computer, and he said yes and that would cost me $75 but before he started on that I asked if he could also clean my computer which was very dirty and had never been cleaned. Then I asked if he could fix my gmail site which had crashed over two months ago, and was I had not figured out how to get it back up.So when I have him my password, Jesus Saves, he realized that I was a Christian, and he told me he had come to Fiji as a missionary and was now a part of a fellowship of about a thousand members, but he was not the pastor. Wow! This Korean was a genius with computers and a love for God, and restored everything on my laptop. Then I gave him a $100 bill for the increased power. He went back toward his office to get my $25 change, but I said "stop", you keep the change. He had not even charged me for the cleaning or for restoring my gmail site. He was surprised, and came back to thank me and give me a big hug. While we hugged each other I prayed for him and placed my hand on the top of his head and gave him a double blessing and then he prayed for me/ Wow again. I felt so blessed after I left that store and its owner. My Fijian family who had come with me and had waited outside the small store, all got back in the taxi and headed back to our little house in the country. Now I can listen to my worship music again and now I can see the Zoom Meetings and write my Blogs with my gmail site restored for free, by a kind and godly man from South Korea. God is so very Good.