About Me
- About Me: missionary "you have been bumped, the plane is overbooked, and you are not getting on, nor is there another to follow" PSALM 16:8 8 ¶ I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved.
More About Me
- Religion: Christian and only Christian
- Heroes: Jesus Christ, King David,Bro. William Branham
- Interests: Missionary work, general mountaineering (and all the mountain sports skiing, hiking, cycling etc.), the great outdoors.
- Expertise: computers, hydrogeology, geophysics
- Occupation: construction
Food
- Favorite Cuisine: http://weblog.xanga.com/eagleendtime/596668343/evolution-vs-creation.html
- Favorite Dishes: http://weblog.xanga.com/eagleendtime/628345219/every-seed-after-its-kind.html
- Favorite Desserts: http://weblog.xanga.com/eagleendtime/627156934/a-challenge-evolutionist-and-believers.html
- Favorite Junk Foods: http://weblog.xanga.com/eagleendtime/593945155/consider-the-ants.html
- Best meal ever: http://weblog.xanga.com/eagleendtime/594474119/baptism.html
Travel
- Places I've been: Australia, New Zealand, Canadian Rockies
- Places to see before I die: South Africa
- Dream Vacation: Visit New Zealand and Australia again
Books
- Favorite Books: testimony BACKGROUND I was raised a Catholic, by a mixed marriage couple. my mother, was formerly a Baptist who converted to marry my dad. We were taught, strictly the ten commandments and any foul words received a mouth washing. No smoking, nor drinking was the rule. My dad did smoke and drink much to my mother's dismay. Some how of all the siblings I saw the bad side of smoking and drinking and steered clear of it. My hero, for my early school years was Einstein, and I aspired to be one. So off to University I went, and entered the Physics program. Here alcohol found a door, through apple cider, which though seldom taken was there. Also my first rude awakening happened, I was no Einstein and math proved difficult at the university level. Smoking, drugs and women weren't part of me. During my first year at University, I meet a couple of people for Campus crusade for Christ. I said the sinner's prayer and received a New testament. I inquired where I should go to church, there was no direction given. I clearly remember, being in my dorm room and talking to God – saying "I know the catholic church is bad (because of her past persecutions), but all churches are ran by men and all have some evil. So how can I know which church to go to unless you show me God which is yours." So I stayed put, read the new testament through several times and went to church often.
- Favorite Authors: FROM THAT TIME Somewheres along the way. I decided to start reading the old testament as there are two parts to the bible. I got as far as the book of Job. Church started to drop off. During this time my love for the mountains and caving took off. In discovering cross country skiing – that was it. I was gone, I was hardly home any weekend. Drinking was limited to one beer with a good meal with friends after a solid weekend of caving. Then it happened, one day after work I went to a pub with some comrades from work and walked home drunk – it was not fun- it was like a brick wall hit me but alcohol had me. I realized the path I was on, and knew that I needed help and it had to come from someone other than man. It was also around this time, that I went up North to a seismic boat. Here, after avoiding it for a while, I saw the dirty films and from that time on my problems grew big. I was on the down slide, and couldn't stop it. For the first time, I started to swear (not often) and hated it.
- Favorite Genres: THE TURN My brother Chris got introduced to the message in Germany while serving in the armed forces, and wanted to stay with me when transferred back. I had heard he had changed religions. My welcoming statements to him where "your welcome to stay here but I do not want to be converted" yet within me I said but I do want to hear what you believe. Oh I tested my brother when he said he was a Christian to see if he would argue. When ever he mentioned scriptures, something within me was grabbing hold of them, for I knew it was right. I would literally search the bible. He mentioned Brother Branham being a prophet – that I couldn't care about at that time – but does it line up with the scriptures. After two months, he asked me to read Acts 2:38. Once I did, it was as if a light shone on those words and the only thing I knew is that I had to do it. I was surprised in another way too, in that I had read the new testament three times over and never saw this. I was informed by my brother that some American brothers would baptize me. Well I waited, but on a caving trip where I was nearly killed, and have a scar on neck where a 600 LB boulder had grazed by – I knew I wasn't ready to meet my maker. I had to do something. With resolve, I found the phone numbers from my brother for a message church up in Edmonton – and made an appointment to get baptized. I told my Brother "I would be late". I took a change of clothes that Wednesday. It was a fight to get to the airport and catch the airbus to make a 7 PM appointment. A booked flight, but after a prayer said by a pillar "God you know my heart I just want to get this done". On the final seat count, two empty seats, me and another fellow got on (where I placed I don't know).. My first message church service and songs broke me up, and at the end of the service I got baptized.
- Favorite Characters: To me it was like I got buried. The desire to drink, rough language, and dirty pictures had left. Now a new battle was happening in me, that between going to church on Sunday or the mountains. Reading the bible was what counted, the message still didn't mean much to me but how it compared to the bible. Alternating weekends I would be gone to the mountains. Then on a long weekend in May, while changing a flat tire in the mountains. I made God a promise from my heart, and never a word of it was ever spoken. I would be in church every Sunday for all of summer (I was sacrificing what I thought was my weekends off). Fridays to Saturdays, I would be gone but every Sunday I was in church. During that summer of 1984, I also heard testimonies coming in on the tent meetings that where happening. I planned on making the tricities meeting that September. There was a particular mountain I had wanted to climb, mount Joffere. That Labor day I headed into it. The following morning began my ascent, and by God's grace I didn't kill my self, through my foolishness (a solo ascent up a glacier). On the top, I attempted to shout "Jesus is Lord" as I had seen that on a poster somewheres. It took a lot of strength to do that, and it bothered me how come even though no one could of heard me. Once I got back to my camp, I read my scriptures to day in my bible. The first scripture I read was Ps. 16:8. "I have set the Lord always before me, He is at my right hand, I shall not be moved" then all of Ps. 16. On the way out, I preached to my self why I had to climb this mountain, why where things coming back in my life that shouldn't be, and worse yet is God real? I just wanted to see a miracle to know He is.
- Favorite Quotes: THE CHANGE OF HEART It was at the Tent meetings in Tri-Cities, that God started dealing with me. For the first service, that I made Brother Earl Martin used for an opening text PS.16:8. It was the first time something like this had happened to me. From that time on God dealt with me, not just from the pulpit but from various individuals in fellowship around the tent. This rough mountaineer was breaking down, getting depressed. My Brother Chris, said "don't look for miracles, don't look for a crutch to lean on", there went the miracles. He also said God spoke to him about me, my first thought was 'Yeah', but something checked me, and I thought I'll be the judge of that. ' what did he say Chris?' “your a sincere man”, I hit the ground sobbing for I remembered my promise of a summer Sundays was brought back. Brother Wilfred Friel had attracted my attention, to me he was a man of wisdom and I wanted to talk with him. Finally, on the nudging of a brother to talk with Bro. Friel, and a desire "not to go back the way I was". I walked into his trailer without knocking, permission, or politeness and sat down next to Gordon Block. I was on a mission. The conversation immediately had changed (as testified by Bro. Gordon Block) to having a "tie post such that nothing could shake you away from Christ" Here several events happened, the first - two bothers – one was asked how to people know your a Christian. He gave several examples that a Christian could be accused of and each time he did something said to me "that's not it". Later a sister entered in, politely and talked with Bro. Friel, than said "I don't want to go back the way I was". We broke down and cried, and prayer was said. She left to thank the Lord and shortly after that so did I.. That night after the meeting during a fellowship in a trailer next to the tent. Bro. Wilfred mention Bro. John Martin – I stated he was one of God's generals. Wilfred said "you don't speak lightly of God's people and get away with it you could get a blessing" I said "I will take one" , then something happened, my heart burned and from that time on I was a changed man. The next morning, the songs where life, the service was life, and the tapes (message) was life. I threw myself headlong into the message. Now give me the best mountain in the world and fellowship in the dirtiest city in the world on a Sunday, I will choose the fellowship.
- Recent Reads: THE TEARS With tears and shame, I let the Lord down. Oh I went to church for I knew help could come from there for I heard God speak to me, there was life. I still fought to listen to tapes and read the bible. A temper and a problem in "turning my head". I wanted the right atmosphere around, but it seem to always escape me. Then on the advice of my pastor Bro. Daniel, I did probably one of the hardest acts I could ever do. In following it, I had the opportunity to examine my life, and clean house. I identified more than ever with the sacrifice Christ did for me at Calvary. During even my most backslidden state, I knew it wasn't me that changed me or I would have been gone back to the mountains. Though all hell assail me how can I turn my back on Christ. I carry my head with pride in Christ. Turning my head is easy now.
Contact Info
- AIM: eagleendtime
- MSN: eagleendtime@hotmail.com
College
- School Name: Boise State University
- Status: Grad
- Major(s): hydrogeology
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hello there...thanx for being my friend.... -
@Tibs2006 - Back in 1980 your summer and fall I traveled NZ and Aus. - my sinner days. But it was one of the best times of my life. With the kiwi land being my favourite people and country. However it was the land of Oz, that did influence me, came back with G'd day permanently attached to my spee -
@Tibs2006 - For New Zealand, both North and South Islands where taken in. It took nearly two months and then off to Oz for two months.No I didn't read you where here in the states, but now I will read that blog. (wanders off back to New Zealand) -
Hey what is your pastor's name? -
"ah ha - is this why a comment on my "Anchor Holds' audio?" - Yes kindof but not the whole reason. Hey read on your profile about you been to NZ - so when did you visit NZ and what places?? I have recently (actualy about a year ago this May/June) been to USA and other countries with my dad...oh yo -
Thanks Halimah, fair to good, is how I am doing. I try to post that which strikes me the most. Gives an inspiration or something worth sharing. -
Your posts are awesome Gordon...like to read them, even though at times I don't get to comment, I read them. How do you do yourself? God bless you...ttyl


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