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Paul Fleming, one of the founders of New Tribes Mission, has always been my hero and a man I looked up to as Janie and I stepped out into missions. I always wanted that heart beat for missions that drove this man always to the regions beyond. Paul died November 21, 1950 in the mountains […]

Luke 7:20, “John the Baptist has sent us to you saying,” ‘Are you the one who is to come, or shall we look for another?’ Jesus said, “You go and tell John what you have seen and heard.” At times the church like the great John the Baptist gets discouraged with missions and just needs […]

I believe most people’s eyes are open to the fact that we are living in the last days or at least over 2000 years closer to the day our Lord will say “enough, it is time”. I realize too there is still so much that needs to be done. The Word of God says we […]

Hebrews 3:4,”For every house is built by someone, but He who builds all things is God.” In the year 1947, six weeks after I was born March 24th my mother and father moved us into this little cabin shown in the picture. My mother says the little cabin was standing as long as she can […]

Do you ever wonder what the early Christians where talking about when they got together and celebrated the day our Lord was resurrected? I can imagine the two that walked the Emmaus road retelling again and again how their hearts burned with in them as He opened the scriptures to them. As they saw the […]

Sitting in a bush church building preparing to take communion my eyes were drawn to a man on my right. I had spent most of the morning walking with him along the river where these men and women call home. Now, as my son began to prepare them for communion I noticed his hands wrapped […]

Over the years I have been able to fly with some of the best missionary pilots in and out of the jungles in different places around the world. Men that have made mission work much easier by putting their lives on the line each day to get the gospel into the hearts of unreached people […]

“If I could see I would help you,” he said as I went about working on the bush house we were building for the Ron Johnston family along a little wild river in PNG. That took place in 1977, many years ago but that voice and the vision of the young blind man still linger […]