Donnie was an amazing example of a true follower of Jesus. His camps and ministry were a big part of why I’m preaching the gospel today. I made a video expressing some of my memories and thoughts.
There are heroes, and then there are superheroes. In a world where there are a lot of guys who speak from stages that love crowds but hate people, Donnie Moore was a man that in all my years of travels, I never one time saw him slip away backstage to avoid the crowd. The very first thought I can recall having about this man who was larger than life when I began traveling with him was, despite this high profile ministry full of mega churches, mega athletes and mega crowds, no matter where we are or who they are Donnie always makes time for people.
Donnie was always on the lookout for the hurting, desolate person to sit down with and make them feel like they were the most important person in the room. He’s a man who did not perceive himself as the way we all looked at him. I never once witnessed Donnie behave as tho he were better than another person or above any situation. We’ve done school assemblies during the day where thousands of students would be chanting his name and late that night driving home at 2:30am stop at a gas station in the inner city where a grown man who didn’t look very safe to be around would shout to him in a little middle schooler voice, “Hey! You came to my school 15 years ago and ripped phone books! You changed my life!!” That night, although very tired, Donnie stood in the middle of a gas station parking lot for 30 minutes talking to that man and calling out the greatness in him.
On a personal level, my thank you is soo insignificant to what Donnie has done for me. He is the first person I ever heard speak in a church. The first person to share the Gospel with me. The first person I ever saw take a stand for Jesus. He led me to Jesus my first time in a church. He called me to himself, to suit up and travel with Radical Reality. He is the first positive male figure I ever had in my life. He became my first father figure and probably never knew how warm he could make me feel on the inside everytime he would introduce me as his son.
Donnie is a man who, when soo many pastors and church leaders were telling him I wasn’t fit for ministry, was a throw away and not worth the investment he makes in me, Donnie believed in me. Donnie is a man full of character, integrity and an unlimited amount of love for and belief in people. Above anything I could say to describe Donnie, what stands out head and shoulders above it all, is that Donnie Moore loved Jesus with all of his heart, soul, mind and strength.
When I heard of his passing Friday morning, I felt as if someone kicked me in my stomach and I was numb. By the afternoon, I was a weeping mess. Tonight, I remember and reflect on who he was to me and who I am today because of him. Tonight, for all of us who are hurting without him, I hear that thundering roar of Donnie Moore shouting, “Jesus Christ doesn’t take away our fun, He takes away our pain!”
1 Thes 4:13-14
Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. 14 For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him.
In 1996 I was newly saved & knew nothing about the Holy Spirit. My friend Shekina persuaded me to go a camp to see this great speaker named Donnie Moore because she knew it would change my life. We found out a church called ALF was going to Donnie’s camp the next day & we joined them, not knowing anyone else.
Without knowing much about speaking in tongues I made the decision to be prayed over on a Wednesday night. I was completely out in the Spirit for hours without any clue what had transpired.
Over the years I volunteered as a counselor, a super mean dean of women, a Program Staff Director, and now camp director with my husband. I felt it an honor, that even as a single young woman Donnie & Cindy believed in me & my giftings.
It’s been my honor to both serve at camp & become friends with Donnie, Cindy , Brooke, Anna & my husbands kindred spirit, DJ.
I have had many God moments over the last 21 while listening to Donnie Speak. I have also laughed a ton in his presence.
While living in Ensenada as a missionary at the Lords Gym I got to translate for different members of Radical Reality during a crusade. I can recall Donnie focusing all his love upon a huge orphan teenage boy named Felix. I can remember how he mentored him & doted upon this giant orphan boy, lavishing him with God’s pure love. A boy who everyone had abandoned , ignored & frankly was scared of was shown Gods ABBA Father unconditional love through your caring compassionate dad/husband/son. It has stuck with me these 18 years.
I’ve seen Donnie cradle broken & abused girls , pray for orphans, & give hope to the hurting for the last 21 years.
There is a bit of Donnie in all three of his children. Brooke’s heart for her family, the Glass Slippers Girls & her friends reminds me of Donnie’s compassion & love. Anna’s passioniate nature & zeal for life reminds me of Donnie infectious energy that captivated his audience. And DJ, Donnies thinner spitting image, is hilarious & such a showman, reminding me of his fathers uncanny ability to tell a story and make people laugh.
Cindy you have been such a great role model for me as a wife, mother & minister. You were such a great balance for Donnie. I’ve always loved seeing your love for each other & your children.
Mrs Moore, you raised a great man. He spoke of you & your husband with incredible love & fondness.
I am sorry if I went too long. I wanted you all to know our great love & respect for Donnie & your family.
If you would like to laugh please have Joey tell you the story of the hand motion in Mexico that did not mean the same thing there as it does here. Donnie & Joey had lots of laughs about that incident. If he doesn’t remember I’ll tell you someday.
Becky Milton & Milton Crew
Relationship: Friend in Farley dorm the year he came to Jesus.
Word on the UOP campus was that Donnie was placed as the Head Resident in our dorm because he would be a good counterweight to the “God Dorm” of Farley Hall. The year before many students had made decisions for Jesus and Donnie as a known wild man would balance this out. Nevertheless, we (this was mainly Paul Schreiner, Jeff Carter and myself) initiated conversations with Donnie about Jesus and he was rather dismissive insisting that he was already “happy.” I recall many conversations in my room or in his Head Resident Suite. (I always tried to talk in my room because when we were in his room he would regularly jump up to play us a record of some sort to see what we thought. Then he would tell the back-story of the artist or the song. More on Donnie and music later)
Donnie’s version of that year was that I prophesized that he would become a Christian. I don’t think it was quite like that. What I recall saying is that he should become a Christian and that when he did he should become and evangelist. Why did I think this?
1. He loved people. Long before Donnie met Jesus we could see that he loved all people. He loved meeting people and connecting with them. I recall going with him to pick our dorm Christmas Tree and while I was loading it up Donnie got into a lengthy conversation about where they got their trees and the history of the Tree Lot. Jesus already had given Donnie a massive heart for people.
2. He loved to talk. Donnie had the gift of gab and especially of story telling. He had a story, joke or anecdote for every situation and was an enthralling personality. Over the years when we would meet up to reconnect he would always insist on meeting in a quiet place because he was worried that people would see him and want to speak with him. Actually the opposite always happened. Donnie would initiate conversations with everyone in the restaurant and could not pay the bill without trying to get to know the server, the busboy or any other random person that walked by.
3 He had courage. One night Donnie saw a guy making the moves on an inebriated young woman. As they went into her dorm room he was worried about her safety. He thought, “How can I get this to stop?” Most of us would have banged on the doors or windows, but Donnie pulled the fire alarm knowing that everyone would have to leave the dorm. But that’s not the end of the story. When the police came, and went inside, Donnie jumped in the patrol car, turned on the siren and drove around the fraternity and sorority circles until he was apprehended. This concern for justice mixed with some ridiculous courage could be redeemed by Jesus and utilized for Gospel purposes.
I share these thoughts because Jesus did not come to destroy life but to give us abundant life. Like the Apostle Paul, Jesus did not change Paul’s personality or neglect his God inspired gifts; Jesus made them all more beautiful and true.
On a humorous note, because Donnie has introduced so many people to Jesus, when Pastors have met me and learned that I knew Donnie, they always assume that Donnie led me to the Lord. Despite my story, I have been introduced as a convert because people cannot fathom that there were Christians before Donnie!
This should be an encouragement to all of us because when we share the Gospel we never know who might come to faith and where God would take them. Donnie certainly outgrew us, but that should give us courage. Andrew was the one who brought Peter to Jesus, and though we rarely hear about Andrew again, Peter made a huge impact on the world. Many of us are Andrews. In Farley dorm, Paul S. befriended Donnie, and Jeff C. spent a number of nights sleeping on Donnie’s floor because Donnie was vulnerable in the first few weeks after his conversion. We all talked with him, spent time together and prayed nightly for him.
Donnie was clear that this was all about Jesus. If we get too fixated on Donnie, we are missing the point. One time he told me that John the Baptist decided to be a “voice” instead of a “name.” Donnie wanted to be a voice for Jesus and not a name. Despite his organization’s name, Donnie was all about pointing people to the true savior because Jesus had radically changed Donnie.
A final note about Cindy: We used to have dances in our dorm lounge and Donnie would always show up at some point and play some of his records. He loved Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Woman,” and at some point he would dedicate that song to some girl in the lounge. After he met Cindy, he played and dedicated that song to her at one of our dances. At the end of the song, Cindy cynically asked, “How many girls have you played that song for?” Donnie was cut to the heart and immediately broke the record in two. He said, “She is right.”
I like this story because it highlights the wisdom of Cindy and the changed nature of Donnie after he met Jesus. Donnie was “all in” once Jesus got ahold of him and we all marveled at God’s goodness. And because Donnie was so well known at UOP and had his finger in so many pies (Football, bartender for the Pacific Club, Residential Life etc.) UOP has literally not been the same since Donnie converted.
The world feels a lot smaller without Donnie. But it is a lot better thanks to him.
To friends and family
Cindy: In reflecting on Donnie, I realize I have a number of additional stories that your kids may have never heard about their father. I was there the year before he met Jesus and some of these stories are simply hilarious and they might enjoy hearing them one day. Mourning is different for each person but if it would ever help for me to meet your kids (I met your son a long time ago but he won’t remember that), I’d love to tell them more about their Dad.