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

Alice Lastra

My granddaughter Mariah went to camp 2017. And one night Donnie was praying one of the nights for the kids to be filled with the Holy Spirit. Mariah said she ran straight to Donnie through the crowd and asked him to pray over her, although there was hundreds of kids there Donnie hugged her and personally prayed over her and immediately she begin speaking in the spirit! She couldn’t  stop talking about it she was such in awe about how God used Donnie! She had a life changing experience that will have a positive impact on her forever.  He will be missed tremendously!!

We love you….

Roy and Kelly Hale

Our Tributes to Donnie Moore:

From Roy Hale Sr.- The year was 1984…I had grown up in church my whole life, and was asked by Beth Borden Lambdin to attend a Chi Alpha meeting at UOP….it was there I met a fiery young preacher named Donnie Moore. I had never in all my years going to church heard someone speak like that! I remember looking around at the teenagers, crying and on fire for the Lord! As I sat there listening to Donnie speak, about halfway through his message he stops, looks and points at me and says, “God has a plan for your life, and if you allow Him to, He will change you and use you to save generations .” Nobody had ever spoke to me like that, and spoke over my life in such a bold and confident way. That was the beginning of a new kind of relationship with the Lord. I went to a Radical Reality Camp and in 1985 Donnie baptized me along with Cliff Borden. I knew how anointed Donnie was and that if I ever wanted to get a hold of my friends I just needed to get them to come and hear Donnie preach. One time I was challenged to invite my football team to a service. I got about 30 guys from my Lincoln High School football team and class to come and hear Donnie preach. I remember being really nervous about what these guys were going to think and what Donnie was going to say…but as he spoke, the anointing hit and I watched every one of them accept the Lord and walk to the alter…Donnie was holding some of the toughest guys I had known in his chest as they wept. As the years went by, I continues to attend camps, and Donnie continued to speak into my life. He birthed a dream in me! I love youth and camps and believe that if we can get kids to a place
where they can encounter God…they will be changed. A few years later I met my wife and as I brought her to Lakeview Assembly church, she walked the aisle responding to one of Donnie’s life changing messages as well making Jesus her Lord and savior. Donnie married us in 1989. Fast forward to years later…our 3 oldest children have attended Donnie’s Camps, Donnie, Cindy and their children always encouraging and loving us. My wife and I are in full time ministry, our sons and daughters are preaching the gospel and loving Jesus too! We have countless friends and acquaintances that have come through Donnie’s teaching and camps and so many ministries that have been birthed because of Donnie’s love, passion and big heart! I can honestly say that I don’t know where I would be if I never had met that fiery young man back in 84, my life, my wife and children and families lives…I truly owe so much to Donnie’s influence. I have had the privilege of running Paintball Camps for over 20 years…during those camps all ages pass through, kids, moms, dads, grandparents….etc. A few years ago, I remember looking out into the crowd and hearing Donnie’s words in my head telling me that one day God would use me to bring generations together…I have had the privilege of seeing his words over me come to pass…and I don’t take it for granted.
Thank you Donnie for speaking truth boldly and courageously. Thank you for loving like God the father. Thank you for calling me out and believing in me. Thank you for running camps so that my children could have the same God encounters I have had. Thank you for joining Kelly and I together and always encouraging and being proud of us. Thank you for speaking LIFE and calling out RJ, Tyler and Ashlyn’s God given gifts over them…Thank you for coming to Paintball Camp and loving on generations…Thank you for not abandoning the call.

You were bigger than life and your life on earth is being outlived by the tremendous legacy you have left…so far reaching that only heaven truly knows.

Thank you Cindy, Brooke, Anna and D.J. for sharing your husband and father with us. We are praying for you and our heart aches for you…

Donnie…we will see you again, what a hope we have…we love you ❤

❤ Roy, Kelly, R.J., Tyler, Ashlyn, Madison and Gianna Hale

Alicia Sturgeon

I wanted to express my sadness and hope for comfort for Donnie’s close family and friends over the loss of such a cornerstone human in so many lives. I started going to Donnie Moore camps when I was 16 years old and continued as a counselor, running media, facilitating camp videos and so one for many years. As a teenager, Donnie Moore camps were the one place my younger sister felt the sincerity and true impact of Christ’s love for us. I will always remember the Friday morning she stood up with Donnie and shared her after camp story. I was baptized in the holy spirit at camp and learned to hear the still small voice of God though the noise. Every year I helped with media, Donnie would hand me a note the last day of the last camp for the summer expressing his gratitude for what I had done. He was the most gracious person I ever served under. Donnie-isms will forever be a part of my being as I walk through my relationship journey with Jesus. The last time I saw Donnie was at Abundant Life Fellowship on March 25, 2018. He spoke to us about disappointment. He told us that there is a fight in the spiritual world for what resides in our hearts. To protect it. If I could say anything to Donnie knowing it would be the last time I would see him, I would have wanted to say thank you for the sacrifices he endured to follow the calling and purpose of God. I would like to strive to do the same in my life.

With all of my respect, love and gratitude,

Alicia Sturgeon

Brett Milton

The first memory of Donnie that I can recall was when I was seven years old. My family attended a church in roseville about two miles down the street from Abundant Life Fellowship, Foothill community church. My buddy who was the child of a missionary told me “I can’t go to Sunday school today, my parents want me to see Donnie Moore speak and break things.” I knew immediately that Donnie Moore = cool.

Fast forward about 15 years I get invited by Becky and her then boyfriend, hahaha oh the irony, from Abundant life to come up to radical reality Easter camp for the day and I took it. I remember seeing the joy on young people’s faces, servants relishing the chance to serve, and a camp that was full of love.

I jumped in and started serving at radical reality Easter camp 2009, my now girlfriend Becky from Abundant life, there is your irony, was still running the program staff and I was ready to be a part of the team. I did about 8-10 program staffs with my now wife Becky, which has led to having our kids dance on stage, drive golf carts, and most importantly feel the love of Jesus that saturated every radical reality camp.

I remember the long time camp attendees predicting the color of the chair or the room on foregiveness night, I remember the seriousness that culminated with Holy Ghost night and the joy that rang through ebinezer hall on commissioning night. What is so powerful is that the same program, or equation if you will, that Donnie developed as the foundation for the Radical reality camps is as powerful today as the when it was first begun. I was a Christian heading up to the radical reality camp every year but every year I felt challenged, refreshed, and renewed because the Holy Spirit was the director of that camp, Donnie had the right heart to listen and direct the flow. Donnie also had that incredible way of making everyone feel included and special, he was larger than life to me in this particular area. Donnie just loved everyone and everyone loved him!

Baseball was a common topic that I would share with Donnie. I was fascinated with picking his brain about the players he knew and the stories that accompanied them, and he was always happy to oblige. Be it conversations about Ricky Henderson, which always included Ricky speaking in third person, or Donny sharing about who he was loving on, it was obvious that Donnie received favor in the sports world because he was genuine! He was the same guy everywhere talking to me and Beau at 1am near the hotel at the camp or in the weight room of the coliseum talking to the Giants, which he invited me too, he was the same guy.

It has been an absolute privilege to serve the Moore family. Program team, Deans, Directors, whatever you need we are still here to serve the Moore family. I count myself blessed to have been able to have known Donnie, as well as his wife and children. The Milton family loves you all and we pray for peace and comfort for you.

 

 

Dean Deguara

I went to my first Summer Camp in 1989 at Bethany with our youth group at the age of 19 a year after I got saved. I came home with everyone of Donnie’s tape series because he said “just pay what you can, if you cant afford them take them.”  My friends and I would drive from Fremont to Stockton as young believers just to encounter the power of God Donnie walked in. He was an inspirational communicator of the Gospel, countless people will be in eternity because of his ministry and so many more will continue to be impacted through his influence in others. Thank you Moore family for investing in all of us for so many years through Radical Reality.

Sincerely,

Pastor Dean & Amy Deguara

 

Kyrah Brave

My heart is so heavy. It’s comforting to know that Donnie is with Jesus now. I can’t imagine how much joy, how much celebration is happening as we’re mourning. What an incredible example he set in how to live a life glorifying and pleasing to God. How to be bold and brave. How to love and lead. How to be faithful and obedient. All while leaving trails of fire everywhere he went. I remember every Donnie Moore Camp I went to. Each one I encountered my Jesus. Because of His camps, I am who I am today. It was only one week of every year, but it never failed to leave echoes of Gods truth and promises in my heart that can never be forgotten. I’m so grateful for Donnie’s life. And him saying yes to his call. Without it, I probably wouldn’t have found this purpose and confidence at such a young age. Without it, I wouldn’t be this brave. I remember the year my camp team won 1st place. It was 2013. We were team “Bravery” which is so fitting it’s almost like God planned it (lol). And I remember during worship I wrote this poem. And on the last day of camp I went up and shared my poem with everyone at camp. And I remember the fire I felt. The urgency. The boldness. The bravery. The passion that was unlocked. And Donnie hugged me so tight. I remember him telling me that I was a preacher. And that my words were anointed. And he told me to never stop speaking to this generation. The poem was called “We are the revival we desire”. It was about this generation rising up, and leaving trails of fire everywhere we walked. It was about stepping up and being who we were meant to be. Stopping at nothing to take the dreams given to us and making them reality, as if everything depended on it. Because it does. Today is so sad, because someone I admired and loved so deeply is gone. The generation after us won’t have Donnie Moore camps. But this reminds me that WE are the future. The generation after us won’t have the worship music that we listen to now. They won’t read the books we read. They won’t be impacted and touched by the things that touched us. WE have to make the new worship music. WE have to write the poems. WE have to the write books and be bold enough to speak and create the conferences and art that point back to Jesus. WE have to preach to the masses. WE have to study and go to school. WE have to turn ideas into reality. WE have to love the lost. WE have to give our hearts to the youth. We are the revival. WE must be the next trail blazers. WE must be fearless leaders. WE must be humble world changers. WE must be brave. WE must be bold. WE must give everything up. WE are the new legacies.

Sarah Giles

I remember attending Summer Camp my junior year of high school and being so frustrated that all my friends were hearing from God and getting baptized in the Spirit. I walked up to the altar and said to God, “I need to hear from you”. I opened my eyes and Donnie was standing there, he puts his hands on my shoulders and said “God loves you so much that He does not want to give you something that is unfinished. But He has something incredible for you this week.” The next night God spoke to me and I knew I was called into worship ministry.

I remember thinking in that moment, that word is something that would carry me through some tough times. 17 years later, I’ve held onto those words through some trials. I had the privilege to share that story with Donnie a year ago and with tears coming down his face he smiled and said “God is always on time”.

I am so so very thankful for many memories I have from Summer Camps to services at Abundant Life and New Life that I have to share with my kids one day.

Rich Shepherd

I’m just ONE out of the MILLIONS . . .
At the age of 12, I attended a summer camp in Chico, CA called Radical Reality Summer Camp. At that time in my life, there was a lot going on. I didn’t know what the next four years would look like, but at that camp, I experienced God in a real way and I’m so thankful I did because the next four years would be turmoil. My brothers and I would witness physical abuse in a real way, my mom would encounter an addiction with alcohol that would eventually lead to us being adopted by family members at the age of 16, and life as we knew it, changed!
During that period of time (4 years), we would attend a church in Roseville, CA where a guy by the name of Donnie Moore would come very often. He was larger than life. He was the Chaplain of The Oakland A’s, my favorite baseball team of all time, an evangelist who spoke in churches all over, and also a motivation speaker in junior high, high school, and colleges all across America. He and his team, Radical Reality spoke in every state in America except 1. Through the course of 30+ years, over 10 million heard him in those schools. When it came to the camps, over 30,000 students. When it has come to the impact he had on athletes, immeasurable!
When I attended those youth camps throughout the years, it was an escape from the turmoil we faced at home. I never wanted camp to end because I didn’t want to go home. The camp had the best worship, the messages were life altering, and the presence of God was through the roof. At these camps, my faith grew stronger, I built relationships with people, received The Holy Spirit & prayer language, competed in team activities, dealt with hard issues in my life and forgave those who brought pain into my life by their actions, and created memories that I still carry today.
One memory . . . I was so nervous to talk to Donnie. To me, he was again, bigger than life. It wasn’t because he was intimidating . . . he was far from that. At the end of camp, I approached him and asked if he could sign my Bible. To me, Donnie was like an athlete and when you’re a kid, an autograph is of top priority. I remember him taking my Bible and not just signing it, but writing something more. The words read, “The world will try to keep you from this book and this book will keep you from the world.” Your friend, Donnie Moore.
WOW! 24 years later, he was right!
At 16 years old, we were adopted by my uncle and aunt and with the transition of life and such, we didn’t make it to any more camps. For the next two years, I walked away from my faith. Internally, I was struggling with all that was going on. Yet at the same time, I lived with a family who was safe, secure, and sound. They showed my brother and I so much love and support. But the problem that I didn’t fully realize was that I laid my faith down.
At the age of 19, I found myself in a place of despair. Baseball, a game that I played my whole life was over. Couldn’t hack it at the next level. Moved back to Sacramento, got a job at UPS, moved in with my grandparents and just felt stuck. Eventually moved into an apartment in Rancho Cordova with my brother and just existed.
Through a series of events, I find myself going back to the church in Roseville, CA and started playing drums for the youth group. Summer time approaches and my youth pastor, Joe Antekeier invites me to camp to be a counselor. To make a long story short, I go and my life forever changes. God speaks to me, on 3 separate occasions and calls me to the ministry. The next thing you know, I’m in an intern program and on my way to become a youth pastor.
Over the next 10 years, I become a jr high youth pastor, start helping with media, and through that time attend camps with students. Eventually, I become the youth pastor and again, continue attending camps. One year, they asked if I can help with media and I jump in. AND THEN IT HAPPENS . . . Donnie needs to meet with me to go over his notes for a powerpoint that needs to be made.
So I remember driving up to his cabin in a golf cart. There he is, on the porch with his notebook, a pen, old school white out, a Lipton ice tea, and of course what seems like 1 gallon of cologne on. If you know Donnie, you know what I’m talking about.
So I sit with him and he begins to walk the message out. Now, instead of just saying, put this scripture, this quote, and this point on, he proceeds to preach the message out loud. This will come into play later on. So, I sat there, listened, wrote stuff down, and mentally prepared myself. At the end, he actually asks me if he should changed anything. I’m like, “Dude, you’re Donnie Moore, everything you just said is AWESOME!” And make no mistake about it, Donnie knew how to hear from God!
(I did not call him dude. #lol)
I loved going to that cabin anytime he asked.
Fast forward a few years, I am at camp, getting ready for a night service, praying, and the Holy Spirit speaks to me and says transition is coming, and I’m to go work for Donnie. WHOA! I remember telling Vanessa and she is like, I feel it too. So, I tell her, I am not saying a word unless Donnie does. If God can speak to me, God can speak to him and sure enough, after a meal in town, I’m driving with Donnie and he proceeds to inform me that God spoke to him about Vanessa and I. He asked if God was leading us to come and partner with him. And just like that, we’re off to Stockton, CA.
I am working for my hero!
The next years ahead would see us working out in the weight room together, traveling to churches, sitting in the Oakland A’s locker room and spring training facilities, traveling to cities to invade jr high and high schools with a message of “Whatever your mind can conceive, your heart believe, you then can achieve!” Countless nights, sometimes early mornings, you could find us at Denny’s eating eggs, grits, toast, turkey bacon all washed down with whole milk. Those were some of my most cherished times.
On the road, he would ask me to preach messages out loud to him so he could critique me and make me better. He would point to an item on the road and say, “Rich, what do you see?” He was wanting me to use my words in a way that would describe it accurately but with a story. Donnie was a master story teller! At times I would tell him about the hurts I had experienced along the way and he would listen, and listen, and listen! Then, he would flip a switch and encourage me, give me answers, correct me if needed, and always give me an action step. Donnie knew how to disciple. He was genuine about it.
Through those years, I got to read his notes, HANDWRITTEN, and create powerpoint and handouts. A while ago, I had a binder with all the copies I made. Something spilt on it and they were ruined. I was devastated. Those notes where the product of a man who stayed up countless hours praying and writing. Those words were powerful. I loved his notes and how he laid them out, corrected mistakes with white out, used arrows to point towards thoughts, and yes of course, I loved the typos. I loved them because I would then have Cindy, his wife, text me to correct them. Cindy . . . I owe this woman so much! Genuine, so genuine! Cindy is the type of lady that can listen and speak life into any situation with grace and wisdom. She put up with my “everything has a place” on Dropbox and super analytical mind towards everything. She helped me lighten up on some areas in my life but what meant the world to me . . . she loved my wife! She cared for her. She listened to her. She made Vanessa feel important. I’m forever indebted to Cindy Moore!
Over time, God had transitioned us through a couple of spots, but Donnie and I remained in contact. He let me build his website, even with my very limited skills. I still got to make his powerpoint, he still called and preached his message to me. He would also just call to tell me how proud he was of Vanessa and I. There would be times where He’d call and say, “Running arrow (the nickname he gave me years ago), Red Man (Donnie) is very proud of you!” I called him red man because he would have a v-neck on and his big massive chest, result of benching over 500 pounds, was RED!
Did I mention in his 50’s, he’d bench 500 pounds on his birthday? A couple of times, I had to spot him! Me . . . 160 pound boy . . . spot him! I’ll miss that.
Donnie always made me feel special. He called me one of his spiritual sons. He’d call and say “Rich, you’re doing it. You’re faithful to the call of God on your life. You’re preaching God’s Word. You have a beautiful family. I’m so proud of you!”
He would ask me to preach my message for Sunday over the phone to him. He’d give me insight and clarity. He’d also tell me if it stunk! I loved him for that.
I have so many memories that I could go on forever. We just loved Jesus and had a lot of fun.
Donnie . . .
– Attended my wedding and prayed over Vanessa and I.
– Loved my boys and prayed over them.
– Spotted me when I reached 315lb on the bench press.
– Gave DJ and I money to buy gardening bricks from peoples houses in Arizona because Home Depot didn’t have the right ones for them to use on the feats of strength.
– Called me over to the house countless times to fix anything to do with technology.
– Gave me my first bottle of Versace Cologne that I still wear to this day, and always will.
– Let me speak at camp for breakout sessions & Man of God talks.
– Called me and asked me to speak in a main session this year. (Dream of mine)
– 36 Camps together. (Easter & Summer)
– Let me drive from church to church so he could go over his message.
– Christmas lights . . . OH MY!
– Faith & Family Day
– Val’s Burgers
– Countless talks about Kenny & Shirley Foreman
I could go on for days!
Donnie believed in me and went beyond words to show that.
I coach my boys in Baseball because Donnie encouraged me too. He gave me the idea years ago while we were driving to the coliseum. I thought I should let other guys do it so my boys would learn to honor and respect others. He said, “You coach them. Other guys can still do that. But show them that you will be there for them.” I’m so grateful for that advice. It was so awesome to watch Donnie coach DJ with Jim Elliott Baseball. DJ, without a doubt, was a game changer for me. Countless truck rides, fast food meals, laughs for days, and everything in between. Time and life have created miles apart, but when we get on the phone, it’s like nothing changed. LOVE YOU DJ!
When God moved us to San Luis Obispo to become Campus Pastors, Donnie was the first guy I called. It meant the world to me that he celebrated with me over the phone and over the last year, He has called to check up and speak life into me. And yes, we have preached messages to each other.
I will miss those calls . . . his notes . . . his stories. I will miss Donnie Moore.
Donnie . . . I sure will miss you. In the mean time, the cooler will get loaded in the back of my truck with waters, gatorades, and energy drinks for college students and people around San Luis Obispo on a hot sunny day, the cologne, Altoids, and change of clothes will be in the truck at all times, and when I’m driving home late from an event, I’ll stop off at a Denny’s to grab a bite. I got my weight room setup in the garage and when I lift, I’ll think of you.
Thank you . . . for making me feel like the most important ONE . . . out of the MILLIONS!
Love you!
#DonnieMoore #HeavenGainedMyHero

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