As many of you know, March is a special month for me. It was March 6th, 2009 when my walk began with Christ. It also marks the spring season here in Pennsylvania, and nothing is more breathtaking than watching new life spring forth. Whether it would be flowers or baby fawns, the excitement of watching God's creation manifest in the warm sun will fire up even the most spiritual sluggard. As our country seems to be falling apart around us, my thirteenth year of following Christ begins. This year looks to be a bizarre one in ministry, as we are coming out of the Covid-19 pandemic and walking right in to a plethora of liberal laws that seem to oppose biblical teachings. If we would ever need to be fired up it would be now! Not by politics nor protests, but by obeying the commands of Jesus will we make a difference in this fallen world. We have been given our orders from the King and it is everyone's best interest that we fulfill them. From loving our neighbors to keeping our brothers in line, the scriptures have given us everything we need to advance the Kingdom of God, and live our best life. Nothing has changed since the first sermon was preached out of the Upper Room. The message has always been repent and believe! While many continue to seek to reinvent themselves, I continue to march on doing what God has called me to do twelve years ago. Making disciples, preaching the Gospel, healing the sick, casting out demons, and if given the opportunity raising the dead. It has been quite the ride so far, I can only imagine the future is just as exciting!

On March 6th, it will be exactly 12 years since my life changing encounter with Jesus. I remember several church leaders speaking over me, that God has called me to the office of an Evangelist. As time has passed, those words have proven to be true. To this day, everywhere I go I give the Good News of Jesus Christ. By 2012 I was preaching several times a day in a building that we called "Life Support" to a growing congregation. It was then that I soon discovered that God had a two-fold calling on my life. I was growing frustrated with the lack of repentance in those I would preach too. I would read the scriptures, and the Lord would speak to me about the sin in people's lives. I would bring what I heard to them, but very few listened. The hardest part was the consequences God showed me happened every time. It was only when a friend gave me the book, The voice of a prophet by A.W. Tozer, did I realize that God had called me to be a prophet. Now before you think this blog is a way to puff up and give myself a title, please here me out. If I had my choice I would hand in my resignation today for this office. It has cost me friends, a sleep at night. It has made for me enemies in the church, and has been the source of many of my tears. The calling isn't to be a fortune teller, but one that speaks the Word of God without bending. As I see the world around us disintegrating, my words have been louder and more offensive, and my heart is getting heavier and heavier. This blog will be used for those times when I can't put my words in to a video or Podcast, as a place for me to unload my heart when I am too tired to talk. I hope you understand what it means to be called to a Kingdom purpose, because you too have been called to one too. Be blessed, Dan