August 2016 Newsletter





Dear Friends,                                                                                                         August 2016

There was a young man, named Tyrone, at the Juvenile Detention Center who I have spoken with before, and he showed up again, but this time with a limp. He was walking oddly and told me that the last time he was “out” he had been with friends and got shot in the thigh and that his foot was not responding to any kind of rehab. This is a young man who loved playing basketball. His foot now lays limp and he has little control over it. He remembers our conversations and said he still has the words I spoke to him in his heart. Please pray for Tyrone that God would heal his leg and transform his life as he seeks Jesus.

I have spoken to a number of young men and prayed with them. Another young man, Jesse, who is 17 and has two children told me a little bit about himself. For these guys, they are usually in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong people doing the wrong thing and that’s how they get there. Sometimes I’ll just sit back and marvel at the difficult situations these young men put themselves in and the huge challenges that lay ahead of them that they will need to overcome. Wow! But with God all things are possible. Please pray for Jesse that God would touch his heart and make a way where there seems to be no way.


A few days ago, I attended a Jesus celebration down at the Marie Sandvik Center in the inner-city of South Minneapolis. I’ve had a long relationship with the Marie Sandvik Center, and was invited by an old friend of mine who asked me to help. The celebration was outdoors, so it could be shared with the neighborhood and they could see what goes on at the Center. As greeters we passed out food and other items to all the people on the sidewalk and in cars. This allowed us to break down barriers and explain what the party was for. The Center wanted to share what they do in the neighborhood and all the resources they have available for kids and families. We met hundreds of people that day in 87 degrees of summer heat who had no idea what the Center stood for. There were games for kids, bands, speakers, and lots of free food. It was a great party to bless the neighborhood and to let people know that someone is there for them to help if they need it. One of the speakers came up to me after he spoke and stared at me and the said, “Phil it’s me, Luke.” I had no clue who he was but on the other hand, that happens to me quite a bit. There were a lot of Kingdom Seeds planted that day, and it was a pleasure to be a part of.

Grace and Peace,


Phil and Jane