FIRST NATION MINISTRIES, INC.
P.O. Box 30055 Portland, OR 97294
Phone: (503) 408-2391 Fax: (503) 256-8560
Issue 9; Visits No. 25,26,27,28
These have been very busy days for your old missionary Brother and the team. There has
been a great deal of praying, planning, and putting the pieces in place under Gods
hand and direction. I assure you we have not been lying around taking it easy.
We praise God for the doors He is opening to us and the growth of the team and the
finances He is bringing to pass. Will you join your prayers with ours for more food?
Feeding the hungry has been a great help in opening the heart doors of our Indian brothers
and sisters. We have been blessed from our beginning many years ago with donated food from
the large grocery chains such as Fred Meyer, Safeway, Albertsons, and others, but now
these doors have closed. Salvage dealers are buying this food and reselling it to salvage
stores putting huge profits in their own pockets. This has crowded out charities from a
direct approach to the large store donations. We have had to pay from $8.00 to $14.00 per
banana box for food which limits our food ministry. Bro. Les Phipps and his wife Shirley
have been a big help in finding food and we praise God for their generous gifts and
We need warehouse space and loading facilities as it seems that soon it will be
necessary to use big trucks and trailers. We are grateful to Frontier Missions for selling
us a fine 99 Western Star truck and 95 forty eight foot Freuhoff trailer. The last part of
2007 it made its first trip in visit No. 19. The insurance and permits are now expired and
it will cost in excess of $5000.00 to renew them. We have the trailer fully loaded with
clothing and many household items and pieces of furniture. Now that the winter blizzards
and storm closed roads are about over, we hope to get this load to the Flathead
Reservation. This door is wide open to us and they have asked us repeatedly for help. Pray
Gods help on us as we seek more earnestly to be faithful.
This report brings us up to date through March. We hope with our next newsletter for
May to reach our projected goal of monthly reporting. We praise God for His wonderful help
and thank you, dear Teammate, for your love, prayers, and support
Your old missionary brother,
Editors Note: This was mailed to me by one of our Teammates. The following letter
appeared on the internet and was viewed by many and used in other publications where our
Teammate read it. I thought you might enjoy it as I did because this was the way it was in
the Cline family!
DIFFERENT DRUG PROBLEM
THE OTHER DAY, SOMEONE AT A STORE IN OUR TOWN READ THAT A Methamphetamine lab had been
found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question,
"Why didnt we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?" I
replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I
was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community
socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I
was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad
report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I
didnt put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me.
I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a
profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in Moms garden and flower beds, and
cockleburs out of Dads fields. I was drug to the homes of family, friends, and
neighbors to help out some poor soul who had no one to mow the yard, repair the
clothesline, or chop some firewood, and, if my Mother had ever known that I took a single
dime as a tip for this kindness, she would have drug me back to the woodshed.
Those drugs are still in my veins and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say,
or think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if todays children
had this kind of drug problem, America would be a better place.
God bless the parents who drugged us!
MISSION VISIT #25
Very early Friday morning, Jan. 25th, Marvin left his home in Dallas,
Oregon west of Salem and drove to the 7:00 AM prayer breakfast in Portland. After fervent
prayers, sharing needs and victories, he joined Bob King and Don Cline in the loaded Dodge
diesel and trailer and under Gods blessing arrived at Celilo Indian Village ten
miles east of The Dalles, Oregon to meet with and minister to our point people. These are
the ones who coordinate our outreach to their people. Fourteen families still feel this is
their place, privilege, and duty to stay on what they believe is Holy Ground. In the old
days, many Indians from Oregon, Washington, and Idaho joined them for the bountiful
harvest of fish during the salmon run. What a privilege for us to help and fellowship with
these fine people. Karen Jim Whitford and her husband, Fred, are thanking Jesus and
praising God as they and others open their doors and their hearts to us.
MISSION VISIT No. 26
Friday morning, February 29th, broke bright and clear which caused us to praise God.
Once again, that all important prayer band had their breakfast in the Club Estates East
clubhouse. How thankful we are for teammates that still believe in the importance of
joining in prayer to find and do Gods bidding in the way He wants us to do it. The
prayer band laid hands on the team and then Don Cline, Marvin Boettcher, and Bob King
rolled east up the Columbia River Gorge, across eastern Washington and the panhandle of
Idaho, and 78 miles into Montana. We arrived on the campus of NIBS with praise to God for
helping us through the mountain snow without having to chain up. We arrived in time to
minister, unload, and fellowship with them, then were their guests overnight. What a
consecrated, committed team on the staff of this Bible School, which is indeed a
"vine of Gods planting".
MISSION VISIT No. 27
Our ministry at Ravalli, MT goes back many years as Rev. Bob Two Teeth
and his wife Sherril Dormaier urged us to help the people they ministered to on the
Flathead Reservation a little north of Missoula, MT. Bob and two fellow Indian preachers
had heard our broadcast and decided to drive to Portland and visit us. Their old car broke
down en route costing more that they had so they took a job washing dishes in a restaurant
for a week and were able to proceed. Their earnestness struck a cord in our hearts and a
relationship continues to this day. Bob and Sherril carried the food we brought to this
reservation to many little mission chapels. Our first drop off point was at Arlee with
Bro. James Steele as point man. Through the years we have helped many works and we thank
God for his dedicated servants on the Flathead Reservation. God called Bro. Bob Two Teeth
home, but Sherril continues to do all she can for the Indian people.
MISSION VISIT No. 28
St. Ignatius is fast becoming one of our most exciting outreaches.
After many years of fruitful endeavor with several different workers it suddenly changed
at this village. As those of the "old school" passed on, there was a lack of
leaders interested in our purpose. One white preacher from the east seemed to have control
and informed us that the Indians didnt need used clothing. Then out of the blue, we
received a phone call from Bernadine Lovell who cried and said, "These people are
hurting; they need your help!" She had found an old store building to use and
promised her best help if we would come with the simple message of how to meet the creator
and have sins forgiven. Now she has the use of the St. Ignatius Community Center. This
handmaiden of the Lord declares she is not a preacher, but we see she is most successful
in helping meet their physical needs and pointing them to Jesus. What an honor to work