Greetings, I'm asking the Lord to give you a very Merry Christmas and Blessed New Year!
It's so hard to believe that another year and all its blessings and trials have come and gone. I pray you saw the Lord's hand working in your life in a mighty way this past year. I've been taking your name before His presence often during the year and asking for His blessing, presence and power at work in your life, daily!
God has opened many doors this year and blessed PD with increased Staff and outreach. Thank God for your prayers helping to bring His supply for these new ministry opportunities and the Staff needed to cover them. Pray for His wisdom and supply to walk through so many open doors. Right now we have been given an opening to start a new Discipleship Character Building class at the Boley state prison. This is an important outreach to a prison of over 1000 men! Pray with me for its development and start the first of the new year.
It is truly hard for me to put into words the way the Lord is working in my life, both personal and spiritual. I've got to share the Gospel more this year than I can remember and the fruit the Lord has given has been a true miracle to behold. Pray for all areas of our work, as the Lord is supplying in ways we've never seen before. Yes the needs are great but we serve a Great God that can supply every one. Thank you for standing with me and believing the Lord with us.
In His love for the prisoner,
Dr. Steve Bradshaw
President/Leader
P.S. Let me say once again, I'm praying the Lord will give you the greatest of His Blessings in the Christmas season as we praise Him for the greatest gift of all His Precious Son, the Lord Jesus Christ! Also pray for our expanded Christmas Sock Project. God is blessing.
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Tonka Wycon, Great Dane. She was a wander, fierce in her own right, but not mean. She championed her team and guarded them like Fort Knox, quietly and vigilantly as they went about their emergency work. She made sure no one would disturb them or their victims. If anyone approached, she was steady and calm. letting them know they could come no further.
At the end of the day, Tonka was ready to take on anyone for a roll in the dirt, or tug of war, or even a good old-fashioned foot race, just to lift their spirits. That was Tonka for you. She did her job in Northridge.
Here comes Katie Il affectionately known as (Baby Tooey), Schnauzer. I called her my last baby; she loved to rock and sleep under the covers with me at night. But that was not her greatest talent. She was a hunter. I would sit down at any site, and she could and would leave no stone unturned searching for pieces and trinkets, eyeglasses, wallets, rings, anything that would help identify someone's lost loved one. She may have been small, but when she was working, she was Mighty Joe Young. This was Baby Tooey. melting your heart, coming. and going, she did her job at Murrah.
If you see a big puddle of slobber, it must be Kodiak Bear, aka (Dufus). Newfoundland.
Do not think he was stupid, but he was a jokester until it was time to work, then he was serious. Dufus' specialty was cadaver. Now you know why he had to have a light side. He was good at his job. About four years in Dufus was injured in Moore and we retired him to home.
He kept the home fires burning and everyone joyous when we came home from battle. He was a candle in the dark for many families who had been left wondering. He did his job with dignity and honor and was loved by many. He is still missed. i!miss the slobber.0 qgo
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Here come da Judge yep. da judge. That's Judge Bently Boudreaux Kirk, that is. Aka (Boudreaux) looked like a little old Black southern judge. Wise, all knowing. quiet with the authority that left no one confused. Boudreaux did not search and rescue, he was service, a healer, and when I say healer, I mean he and God had a deal that God the two of them worked together doing what needed to be done until it was. When we walked into a room of victims Boudreaux would stand quietly, surveying the room, never moving, then, he would see who he was looking for and purposefully and quietly walk toward them. When he reached them, he would sit next to them, never fouching or acknowledging them or his presence, and he waited. At some point. no one knew when, not even the victim the two were enmeshed into one and Boudreaux was absorbing all the pain in the victim's body and pushing all his love into him. By the end of the experience the victim was spent, and Boudreaux quietly moved away. He did his job at Hurricane Sandy and Sandy HooksY 9707ed n992 19/91
We can't stop now here comes Miss Madeline Rose, The Queen Bee, affectionately known by all as (Miss Big Butt. She foo was a Newfoundland, Her first claim to fame was a family outing to the local dog park where a pack of approximately eight dogs were getting a little to wild for her liking so she took off in their direction like a Kansas City Chief linebacker and hit everyone of them and sont them into orbit She then flipped herself around and gave them the LOOK (enough is enough). Madeline was loud, proud. and up front. Madeline was a service dog and partnered with Boudreaux, but they were not two peas in a pod. When Madeline walked into a room, she was not quiet, her head was up and she was looking as if to say. "ok. honey, where are you, mommas here, everything is going to be okay. give it up baby. mommas got you. She would then take her direct approach. It worked for her, just as Boudreaux's did for him. She did her amazing job at Hurricane Sandy and Sandy Hook. Just so you will know. all the/dmazing creatures were not just one timer. This was just a peek.
Last, but certainly not legst. Le Capitaine Patou Kirk, aka (Patou. The Guardian) Great Pyrst ees. Patou is my personal corvice dog, and make no mistako, he is the boss. He saw me coming from down the road and two acres away. He ran in front of my car to stop me and when jumped out to look for him he had suck enouge the he aad crawled in through my dber and was in my back seat. Since we have been forether a has assisted in saving my life roice and finding my cancer. He didn't come by accident; he was a special gift from God, and I thank them both. Now you know my partners, you know me.
Love to all,
Ivy Kirk
Executive Director