JAMA Racing Ministry

No one is better at convincing me I should do something than me. I could get it in my head that this is the direction I need to go and there would be very little that could convince me NOT to do something once I had made up my mind. That led to me buy things I did not need to impress people I did not know with money I did not have. The result was a debt that I am just climbing out of 16 years later.

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Yes, I heard an audible voice…was it the Lord speaking to me? There is no other explanation. My journey back to the Fathers house was almost complete. I could see it in the distance. He had been drawing me for months through the teachings of the two pastors at our church. I was living under constant conviction of the double life I led for so many years. At home I was a father and husband who gave the appearance of being a really good guy that cared about his family. Yes, I loved my children and wife, but I led a double life…the reality was very different.

At home I was dad and husband…on the road I was a wild man that partied like a rock star, drinking and carousing when not working. On the night I heard His voice it was a simple request, “Don’t drink tonight, watch what goes on with your friends.” What I saw would forever changed my life.

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Hopelessness and despair are the two biggest tools of the enemy. If he can get you to focus on what might happen instead of relying on the Lord to see you through every situation, then he wins. Time and time again when adversity hits, we have prayed and looked to the Father for help. He always responds.

Such was the case a few weeks ago when we had a major failure of one of the brackets that the hitch bolts to on the 2nd unit’s motorhome. The team was 700 miles from home sitting in a rest area and could not move any further without the hitch breaking the rest of the way. The sequence of events that followed could have only been orchestrated by our Poppa.

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Learning to be transparent was one of the single biggest gifts I received when I first returned to the Father’s house. There is no corner of my life that I’m unwilling to share with a person on any given day, even those parts of my life I’m the most ashamed of. I’m not talking about a public broadcast, but a willingness to be real and open with people at a personal level. This allows folks to see the real me, not the minister of business owner.

It’s never easy to be open and honest about your failures. However, we must use our life experiences to help those around us, it does make a huge difference when someone understands they are not alone in a place or situation they may find themselves on any given day.

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In the fall of 2012, we found ourselves at a crossroads. We had been visiting family in New York when we ran across a local church facility for sale. We stopped and looked around the outside of the building and then walked the property to get a sense of what the Lord might want to do there. We already knew what the inside looked like since we had attended a wedding there a few years back and family had served as ministers on the staff.

We had a meeting to discuss this with family and friends in the area that surprised all of us, there was an anointing of the Holy spirit that we could not deny. Whether or not this was the right facility was not the question, but, did our Father want us to birth a church in this area? Looking at this through our eyes, it made sense. However, our Lord’s ways are not our ways.

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It was August of 2005, I was parked in a truck stop in Kingman, AZ headed to Famoso Raceway in Bakersfield California to minister at a big bracket race. It had been years since I listened to secular music, but for some reason the Bon Jovi song ‘Dead or Alive’ was stuck in my head. I’m generally not one to have that kind of thing happen unless the Lord’s telling me something…time to pray.

I can remember laying in bed when the phone rang, it was the pastor of the church who helped us birth the ministry. He asked where I was and what I was up to and then what was going on. I told him about the song, he asked what I thought it meant. I explained the only thing I kept hearing was the enemy wanted me dead. No other explanation…we prayed and I went on to Bakersfield.

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