Fred Sinclair came to our church in 2003.  He was an Air Force military veteran who had suffered a stroke, paralyzing the left side of his body.  He’s travelled about quite smartly in a Hoveround wheelchair.

A few months ago, at the age of 73, Fred had to make the difficult decision of closing up his independent living apartment, and moving into a medical facility for retired and aging veterans.

But Fred hasn’t retired.  He’s been transfered to a different branch — made into a Navy Seal of sorts.  His cyberspace e-mail name is Heirborn Ranger. Fred views himself as having been sent by his Commander on a special ops mission of crucial importance.

He’s been airlifted to a POW camp on the borders of eternity.  Living on that veterans’ facility campus are hundreds of men with never dying souls about to slip into eternity. Fred sees himself as strategically positioned to rescue prisoners of the prince of darkness.

His colorful personality is employed to strike up new relationships.  His creative and humorous skill in analyzing a person’s personality by interpreting his handwriting enables him to win friends.  Under his bed is a supply of bibles he distributes with marksman-like precision.

Thousands of gravestones decorate the facility’s sprawling yard.  Fred is a missionary to a Judgment Day waiting room.

Pray that the Lord would anoint him with a double portion of evangelism tact, wisdom and power.

“Deliver those who are being taken away to death.  And those who are staggering to slaughter, O hold them back” (Proverbs 24:11).