The Beginning

Our story of uncompromising faith begins like many many do. We were a couple living in middle class suburbia with a home, a car and our two daughters. We knew little of the journey of faith…

Garbage Dump

In 1999 we decided to build the house that would become our home. Like all good beginnings it started with a garbage dump.

By 2003 our house was finished and we took a much needed rest.

The House
Garden Arbor

With more sweat and effort the back yard was complete. A place for quiet reflection, Wanda’s gazebo was perfect for prayer.

There was even a soothing waterfall to block out road noise.


Pet Birds

This was the paradise we shared with our birdy friends; Colors, Cordi, Destiny and Lennie-girl

With God leading, the stage was set for our wedding renewal in 2003. This was our prophetic picture of Jesus wedding His Bride.

Wedding Renewal Picture
Car and Camper

Our journey of faith was about to change. God was leading us far from our paradise to a new home. Long lonely roads lay ahead.

We finally arrived at our destination; the little blue house on P.E.I. The steps of faith we had taken had led us to the unfamiliar.

The Little Blue House
Boughton River Estuary

The beauty of the island was a beguiling mask for what lay beneath. The descent into the depths had begun.

Thankfully God gave us two friends to accompany us on our journey. These are our canine companions, Patches and Milo.

Our dogs, Patches and Milo
Walking along the road

Walking to the CAP site was a favorite past time as the ominous clouds of hardship began to circle around. This soon would become the picture of our lives.

The gazebo had been a lifeline during our time at the little blue house. This is the last picture of our family in Bridgetown. God was about to lead our family into the valley of despair.

The Gazebo

From here our journey of uncompromising faith took a turn none of us expected. God was about to lead us into trials that are difficult to even imagine. Homelessness, hardship and hunger would be our faithful companions over the next 40 months. There would be 82 moves over three provinces as we constantly followed Jesus. Facing bitter cold, baking heat, death threats, violence, fear and loss we never gave up following God. Through it all we stayed together as a family and learned the meaning of uncompromising faith.

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