Shari H

My first memory of Donnie is from Believers Church Winter Youth Camp. My husband and I were youth leaders, Donnie was the speaker that weekend. I remember being so amazed at the annointing on his life and how God used him to move mightily in those kid’s lives. I witnessed a girl being delivered from demonic spirits. I witnessed kids being healed emotionally and physically. Donnie even prayed over me and God touched me too! That Sunday evening following camp, Donnie came back to our church and spoke. What touched me was, after service, he looked me in the eyes and said, “I remember you…yeah, I remember you”. It made me feel special. I did not have the best relationship with my dad growing up and often didn’t feel valued , but some how in that moment, it made feel like I had value. He had a special way about him that just made people feel that God kind-of love. I am forever grateful for Donnie’s obedience to God’s calling on his life. He touched so many people’s lives, everywhere he went, including mine.  Thank you Moore family for sharing your husband and father with all of us. I pray for God to overwhelm you with His love, His peace and His comfort. Love you all!


I was a student at Evangel Christian Academy, and Donnie Moore came every year to do our school’s spiritual revival. His message centered around love and the father heart of God were just what I needed to really give my heart to the Lord, and I’ll never forget when he laid his hands on me to receive the Holy Spirit! Life changing! I mean really, this man was able to get our whole school rallying, jumping and running in celebration of the love of God! The presence of God was so thick around this man, kids were just drawn to him, haha. I saw so many of my peers who felt hopeless restored because of God’s work through Donnie Moore. I can’t say it enough, but the love of God was all over that man!

Angie Murphy

My first exposure to Donnie Moore was during a rally at Roseville High School. It was the strength team, and Donnie spoke. He was very dynamic, and I liked what he said. I’d been brought up in church, asked Jesus into my heart in the first grade, but I believe it would be more appropriate to say that I was born again in high school… Because of Donnie. I went to camp, listened to him preach. He spoke at me church once in a while. I couldn’t get enough. I have four, very old preaching sets (tapes). I think I may have to listen to them… Anyway, through his teaching, I learned that my identity was not based in my (non) relationship with my absent father (who I now have a relationship with). No, because God was my father, my Daddy. And He would always be there for me, and not leave. This is a message I will never forget. Ever.

To friends and family

I will never forget the way Donnie would begin his messages: “Dear God, Help. In Jesus name.”

That is my prayer for you today as you process the loss of this dear man.