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Dominick's dream

Our three year old Dominick has been telling us about a dream he had during Easter week. The dream too place on the night of April 18th, 2019. Seven years ago, on April 18th, 2012, I lost my wife and six year old son in a car accident. 

Dominick woke up a few days ago, and shared his dream:

In this dream he saw his brother Timothy hanging out with God. They had fun together and were chasing each other around. Dominick played with Timothy. 
Its the first time Dominick shares such a clear dream. . . At least three times on April 18th he repeated what he saw and did. 
These past two weeks have been so special in that Dominick in various occasions referred to that dream of him with God and his brother Timothy. A few days later, he dreamed again about his brother. 
I consider myself blessed. I hope you are too
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El 28 de noviembre de 1933, nacia Nilah Meier (Youngmann). Nilah fue la primera hija de David y Lilian Meier, una pareja de jóvenes enamorados y comprometidos con Dios, que después de terminar sus estudios universitarios en Anderson College (1925-1928) comenzaron una vida de predicación estado de Montana, Illinois, Texas, luego internacionalmente, Canada, Brazil y Argentina.
Nilah prácticamente respiro el aire misionero desde sus inicios en Billings Montana donde nació. Gran parte de su infancia y juventud lo paso en la Argentina y el Brazil. Llego a dominar cinco idiomas. Era una ciudadana global con un gran corazón por conectar el amor de Dios entre los mundos y culturas en los cuales se movía, valorando lo sencillo de las personas y siempre viendo las posibilidades en cada situación.
El pasado 30 de Agosto, 2018 Nilah partió a su casa celestial, llena de años y una vida bien vivida. Dejo un legado inspirador de servicio y generosidad al mundo.
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We will miss you Nilah

Nilah was born Nov 28th, 1933, during years of scarcity when the world was suffering due to the economic collapse of the great depression. Nilah was the first daughter to David and Lilian Meier. The Meier couple met in Anderson College during their studies (1925-1928). After graduating they minister in Illinoi, Montana, later to Canada, then Brazil and Argentina.
From a very young age, Nila was surrounded in missionary living. She became fluent in five languages. She was a global citizen, always ready to connect the love of God with others. She would appreciate and value simple things, and she always saw the best in others.
A few weeks ago, on Friday, Aug 30th, Nilah went to her heavenly home, full of years and a life well lived. She leaves a legacy of service and generosity for the world. My mother’s name is Tabitah, Nilas youngest sister. During my childhood, Nilah would write me regularly, always remembering my birthday. When it came time to go to college, Nilah was the first one to …

CMA is gaining traction in Paraguay

CMA (Christian Motorcycle Association) is experiencing a new season of growth in Paraguay. Little did we imagine, back in 2006, what we see today. After that initial meeting with John Ogden and Hiram Villa senor and a decade later with ups and downs, CMA is gaining traction;

One of those men in that meeting back in 2006 was Roland, today our national leader. Others have caught the vision and are wearing the patches with honor representing this ministry and the vision, of reaching one biker at the time.

During our second national rally this past weekend, I have sensed again, the passion that drives bikers with a purpose. The DNA of CMA is running through the veins of Paraguayan members. These new members are on fire, riding the Paraguayan roads with a sense of purpose and direction.

We are now present in four states with membership nearing 100. During this rally, members of the national office in the US where present giving out patch…

The Genesis of my story in Paraguay: Part 2

In Part 1, I shared how my first move to Paraguay was at age 5. At that time I was a minor, following my parents around. But my second move to Paraguay was at age 25 when after college, I—or better said, we—decided to move back to Paraguay. This time, the Genesis was a letter inviting us to help pioneer a new radio station there.

At the time I had just gotten married to my college sweetheart Julie. We were both enrolled in seminary, enjoying just being married and going to school. Among our hobbies at the time was traveling the U.S. and to any country that we had the funds to go to. During those days, we began running seriously and trained for our first marathons and adventure race. Our first marathon was the Flying Pig marathon in Cincinnati, Ohio. Julie and I finished together in what I thought was a pretty good time of 4 hours, 12 minutes.

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Anahi's birthday

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She has added a few inches to her height this year, but growth has happened in many other respects as well. She continues to bring joy and hope into our lives. She loves playing with her little brother and gets excited in being the big sister.

One of Anahi's favorite moments in the day is reading stories at night before going to bed. I love these moments, since they provide a chance to debrief and hear what is going on in her heart.

Anahi is always asking questions. Her mind is very inquisitive and sharp. Our daily prayer is that God continues to fulfill His purpose in her life.

Happy birthday Anahi. We love you..

The Genesis of my story in Paraguay. Part 1

It all began in April of 1977 when my parents loaded their belongings on three pickup trucks and left the city of Alem, Argentina and moved to Paraguay to become missionaries under the Church of God. They made a five year commitment with their missionary organization to establish a church in the small town of Obligado.
After that sudden move to a new country, I remember vividly crying for about a week. I was missing my friends in Argentina. I remember saying to my mom, that I did not like living in Paraguay. The roads were dusty and the place we moved in was a small wooden unfinished house. As time went on, I started school, made new friendships, only to move again, five years later to an even more remote location. 
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