Pastor Leo & Gloria and Vicente & Billy with Dave in the middle
Yesterday Ray Call, Emily Gryder, Vicente Salinas and I took Jesus to the streets in City Heights. We paired up and walked the streets. As we walked along…
Some of our boxes waiting to be unpacked
Since I am living out of boxes, and without internet its slowed down my communication to the outside world in a major way.
Each day we are making progress towards getting our house set…
Dawn & Dave tired, but all smiles as we move into our new home
Our house hunting saga has come to an end as we found a wonderful house that the Lord provided for us. Yesterday we started moving in! It's…
Dawn & Dave
Last week we met some new friends that have also recently moved to the San Diego area. Ross and Din mentioned they were talking to some family members who said they we homeless. Din responded, "I prefer to…
We can do all things through Christ
Moving from Colorado to San Diego is no easy task. Our house officially sold on Friday, August 17th. Hurrah! :) We sold it for much lower than we first listed it for last year…
Our Three Kids: Jonathan, Hannah & David Jr.
"Saying good-bye sucks," is the title I considered using for this post. I didn't want to offend anybody, so I didn't use that title. I'm sure it would have gotten me more views,…
The Diaso family
Today is the last day we will have furniture in our home in Colorado Springs. The movers come tomorrow, and all of our belongings will be packed in a trailer for our move to the San Diego -…
Petra performing the violin
Yesterday I ran into Petra's uncle while my son, Jonathan was getting his tires changed. I was encouraged to talk to him, and let him know that many people are praying for Petra and family. He mentioned…
Kim & Petra Anderson
Last night NBC News, Rock Center with Brian Williams aired a piece interviewing Chloe and Kim Anderson. As the story is unfolding it is truly amazing what God has done already in Petra's life. It's nothing short…
Dawn & Dave - The San Diego Harbor in the background
On Sunday when I was leaving church at Aisquith Presbyterian, just outside of Baltimore, a friend of mine discreetly handed me a crumpled ten-dollar bill. I stuck it in my…