So many of the significant moments in my life I’ve had with God happened at Donnie’s camp. I was baptized in the Holy Spirit at 9, called into ministry at 12, and at 16, I had an encounter with Jesus that still is one of the most defining moments of my life. All of these events happened at the same altar. Donnie’s love for God and ministry anointing created an atmosphere of the tangible presence and holiness of God. Every year, I heard and saw testimonies about Jesus doing incredible things for the students at camp: deaf ears opened,oppression lifted, healing of deep soul wounds, salvation, freedom. Those moments of encounter with God and seeing how His power can change people contributed so much to my life. I’m so thankful for Donnie’s legacy, his words, his “yes” to God, and his passion to see teenagers meet God. I was one of them.
I also had the blessing of having him as a family friend. Aside from his ministry life, Donnie was a wonderful man. He was larger than life, a hero, kind, funny, and strong. I could write about how much he made us laugh or what a presence he was in our family history, but for me, Donnie’s legacy will live on in those who saw what he carried and will be compelled to do the same. His life makes me want to know Jesus more, speak truth more boldly, live a consecrated life, and love more compassionately. I’m so
thankful for him, and life is different now without him here. What a
beautiful hope we have of resurrection in Jesus; truth can’t be
dampened one bit by death, and Donnie’s message lives on.
Love you, Moores. Praying for you all the time.