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I met Donnie when he first appeared at Lincoln Neighborhood Church and Eugene Kraft was pastor. Sorry to hear of Donnies passing. Major Depressive Disorder is quite serious. I know. I have it. Fortunately I’m on some good meds. May God hold you and your family close.

Peace,
Michael J. Green

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In November of 2014 the Saturday night before Donnie came to Cathedral of Faith to preach. I was drinking hard with a couple brothers also smoking weed. At the end of the night when everyone left it was just me and my wife and a fight between the 2 of us occurred. A few minutes after the fight the devil spoke to me and convinced me to take my life. By God’s grace I got stopped after hearing another voice telling me not to do it and God will take care of me.  I sat in service that Sunday morning broken, hearing Donnie preach speaking about things related to the exact night I had; at the end of service I surrendered my life to Christ. I have been following the Lord since then, almost 4 years, and because of the impact he had on my life that day in him being obedient and going to Cathedral to speak . I will now leave a legacy of believers serving the Lord still. This is so heart breaking I’m very saddened to hear the cause of death. The Lord used him to reach the lost broken and hopeless. How many families now will leave a legacy of faith for generations because of his obedience to Christ. Love you Donnie see you in the Kingdom brother.  I send my love and prayers to his family during this hard time. Blessings in Jesus Name. Thank you for allowing me to share.

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My mother worked for Donnie for a few years, and my parents were youth pastors, so I literally grew up attending his camps, going to Christmas parties, and getting to know this truly fantastic man. He was something of a second father to me, or at the very least, a cool, muscle-y man with a big house and an even bigger smile. I remember when I was young, after camps, staff would stop at the Pizza Factory in Live Oak; Donnie won me a little rainbow puppy from one of those impossible claw machines. Every time I saw him, he would be the one lighting up the room, hand extended for handshake or arms open for a hug. Something as simple as a hand on my back at an altar during camp would move me to even more tears. This last year at camp, I completely turned my life around from heartbreak and backsliding and met my current boyfriend (and hopefully the boy I’ll marry). As I was giving my testimony, Donnie kept a reassuring hand on my shoulder, and it meant the world to me. I truly can’t describe the impact he’s made on my life and so many others. I love and admire him more than words can say, and I seriously can’t wait until we’re in heaven together.

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Donnie was my good friend when my family moved to Hayward,  Donnie and his brother Chuck.  At that time in my life, my family life wasn’t the greatest.  But Donnie’s family was a loving family and good environment. Although I never asked Jesus into my life then,  Donnie had an influence on me and that small Southern Baptist church.

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I became aware of Donnie on cable access which broadcast him and Radical Reality at Assembly of God church in Battle Creek MI. 15 or 20 years ago.    So powerful!   Probably the best thing I have ever seen on television!!  So inspiring and such a gifted and anointed speaker.  I have the show on vhs and watched and shared it countless times!   Truly a blessing to all he shared with!!!!

Rod & Anita Kasperson

We we’re at Lincoln Neighborhood church when Donnie gave his first sermon. during alter call he asked everyone to close their eyes for the invitation (raise their hands for salvation). HE CLOSED HIS EYES TOO. Such a special but funny memory. Great to be able to see him grow in the Lord. WOW!
Love you Cindy & your beautiful family. You will always be in our prayers.
Rod & Anita

Maddy Hunt

At camp, I was baptized in the Holy Spirit at 9 and remember Donnie’s
big ole’ hands on my head. I was called into ministry at 12; I knew I
didn’t want to do anything else but to live for the Lord. At 16, I had
an encounter with Jesus that still is one of the most defining moments
of my life. The tangible presence and holiness of God were so evident
at camp. Each week, so many testimonies showed that it wasn’t Donnie,
but the Holy Spirit doing incredible things: 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. Donnie also had an
intimate knowledge of the Holy Spirit; to this day I’ve never seen
anyone with the same anointing to see people baptized in the Holy
Spirit.

Aside from his ministry life, Donnie was a wonderful family friend to
us. 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, be
consecrated to the Lord, 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.

Zac Linton

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.

TRIBUTE TO DONNIE

Martin Foote

Well, I’ve definitely waited till last minute to right this. Not because I wanted to, but because I am just still at a loss for words that Donnies gone home. I met Donnie back in 2014 while I was homeless living on the streets in Morada. I had approached him, all tattered and broken… to be quite honest just an absolute wreck. I was asking him for some change, and without any hesitation he just had this very big child like grin on his face( for those of you who know him, you know what I’m talking about lol). He proceeded to ask me about my life, and for whatever reason(as I know now, it was God) I just started unloading on him. I told him of my shame, hatred of self, drug addiction, and everything else under the sun. This man immediately gave me a giant hug, and told me he loved me. I was just at a loss for words, I was taken aback and then some. He then asked if I’d like to have lunch with him, I being as hesitant as a wild cat, surprisingly found myself saying yes. But he didnt just by me lunch, he sat down and had lunch with me, as if I’d known him my entire lifetime. I felt the glares from those around us, people whispering in disgust, but Donnie didnt care. He actually introduced me to someone as his friend. I know now that God was setting me up for a miracle for what eventually be my true, and obedient relationship with Him through Donnie. Donnie spoke with me about Christ and His love, and kept telling me that he( himself) loved me. After sometime, he prayed fervently with me and left me with a full stomach, and surprisingly a full heart( which was rather empty, well almost depleted).we both went out separate ways, and after a fee years of ups and downs, I had ran into someone that knew him. She proceeded to tell me about this young man, that he had encountered that he met on the streets and ministered to at a Panda Express in Morada. The story sounded eerily familiar, and right then I knew who she was talking about( me). Funny how God works!. It may have been 2 years after that, me being married with a kid and one on the way, I had come across donnies FB page and proceeded to tell him about my life as of now. Being 2 years sober at the time( on my 3rd year now), serving in youth ministry and married with children. I was telling him of where God has brought me too, and just thanking him and telling him how much I appreciated that encounter and the fruit it produced. I forsure thought he would have forgot about me by now. But to my surprise I got a message from him that night, with his phone number. We talked for a good 2 hrs about what God has been doing in my life and his, and I just was so thankful to God that I was able to tell this man how much his obedience meant to me. I told him if it wasn’t for your God given words I think I would have committed suicide out there, and soon. But that encountered stirred something in my spirit. He remembered exactly who I was and told me he prayed for me constantly and I didn’t even know it. I had the privilege of giving my testimony at one of his youth camps and speaking Love, Jesus and Truth into kids who were walking down the same path I was. See Donnie wasn’t just any man to me, Hes someone I inspire to be like, selfless, unwavering, committed, and God driven. Because of his obedience, I live my life for Christ now, and I have a beautiful family who also serve right along side me. See, Donnie truly helped save my life and for that I am forever grateful to him. I cant wait to be reunited with him in heaven one day, and be able to give my brother in Christ a hug. Thank you Moore family for sharing your husband with the rest of us, and filling right beside him with God given love. I miss you Donnie, and it still hasn’t hit me yet that your not here, but I love you my friend and cant wait to see you again one day……. you are truly my real life superhero.

 

Marty Foote

Wes Harris

Donnie Moore was a mighty prophetic Man of God. He was also a good friend. Behind the pulpit he brought the word of God without reservation and with conviction. Away from the Pulpit he was one of the best people to know. I know “High on Life” seems like a tired cliche but Donnie was high on life and High on Jesus. He was always fun to be with.  He always had a joke or a funny story or just knew how to make you feel good about your self. I will never forget being over at his house on Longview. I was there with Sean Smith, Jeff Foust and others from Chi Alpha. We were all just hanging out having a good time. I looked at him and said “Hey Donnie, I am getting married!” He stopped dead in his tracks, did this slow turn and said “NO?” Then he gave me a big hug and congratulated me.  That was the fun side of Donnie Moore. The last time I saw him was at Harvest Church a few years ago.  He gave me one of his big trademark hugs and said “I love you Bro.” And he meant it. I will miss Donnie. I will never forget the impact he had on that 17 year old kid he met at Century Assembly back in 1983.