Hello everyone,

I have a little less than a month here in the Philippines. Its been quite an experience so far. I am definately being molded day by day as we all are from our personal experiences. I have lived on the edge of faith everyday since going to Africa. Serving abroad alone has many daily challenges and opportunities to exercise ones faith on a daily basis. And depending on the location where one serves has additional challenges. Everyday when I walk the streets for my basic needs, I see in the eyes of many people who are obviously not of a Godly spirit, who would not think twice about taking my life if I would even look at them in the eyes. There is a great vail of darkness here.

Last friday I spoke in a prison with about 900 inmates. The prisons in third world countries are not to be compared to the USA. As I walked in the prison, it was divided into 3 or 4 areas similar to like a horse corral. There was 2 areas for the men. One area was for the worst of the worst. The other for the less violent. I had the opportunity to speak for an hour in each area. I knew when I walked in there that I needed to be very careful in what I am preaching about, so as not to created a riot. I spoke to a group of believers, but all the other men who were of different faith especially muslims, could hear every word I said. there was no walls to divide us. Plus I had a microphone. So in reality, I was speaking to all 900 men. Well, as normal, I speak in the spirit, So I trusted in the Lord to put the words in my mouth. I spoke about things that went right to the core of what is right and wrong, but used words that did not point directly to one religion. But indirectly, I was talking about many sensitive things that could have costed me my life. I had no real protection. There were a couple guards in the area. But if something would have erupted, there is not much they could have done for me. This is the same prison I mentioned in my previous letter where a woman pastor from the USA was stabbed 7 times and died. I could see in the eyes of all the men that they were hearing things in a way that maybe they have not heard before. Its something to see the worst people in a given society being completely silent without interruption. I knew God was very present. Especially to see men who were probably murderers in tears.

After speaking to both groups I had a nice talk with the warden. He really supports anyone who wants to bring the word of God into his prison. He also gave me 2 hours to speak where I was originally only allowed one hour.

Its takes about an hour and a half to get to that prison from where I am renting a small room in the heart of the city.

Then last sunday, I went to another place. It was a jail that is used for pre-trial men and woman. I have been speaking here for a while now. First I spoke to the women's side. There was one woman there who was praying for God to send someone to her to teach her about Gods word. She let it be known to me shortly after I started to speak to her. She has a very troubled live. He husband is also in the other prison I spoke in which I mentioned above. Well, it did not take too long before her eyes were opened up to a whole new understanding of what her purpose is in this life, and what God wants for her life. She wept as I spoke to her through the iron bars. She ended up giving her life to the Lord. And since I did not know when she was going to get out of that cell, I ended up baptizing her through the iron bars with my drinking water that I was holding. It was an amazing thing to see as she immediately started to speak in a different way because of now having the spirit of God rule her temple, instead of the prince of this world.

After that I spoke to the men. there was about 50 men in a single cell. They were so crowded that they had to take turns sleeping at different times. They could not all lay down on the floor at the same time to sleep. So as some slept, others stood up during the night. There was one toilet. Also, the prisoners are not fed by the system. So relatives of the ones who are incarcerated had to bring food for them. But most of the time, only a few would have someone come and bring food. So obviously the ones who got a little food were sharing with the others. So none of them would ever get enough food to eat. And most of the time, only a little rice was brought. They can not afford to bring anything else.

So seeing their condition, I spoke with passion and love to them about change and serving a new master. I made them realize that if they continue in their present choices, that their lives would continue to spiral to the very bottom with no hope. Again, I saw many in tears and receiving Gods words. I saw hope in the eyes of many. It was a blessing to witness these troubled souls have a new found hope in our awesome merciful God.

Today I went to that same jail and spoke to a new group of men, and the same woman who gave her life to the Lord last week. It was another very moving experience to say the least.

The other day, I walked around the city with the manager of the place where I am renting. I was used to also lead and baptize him and his wife into a new life with Christ. He took me to an office of the traffic control force for the city. It is similar to the state troopers back home. I sat and talked to the people who were in charge of the whole organization. The man I was with asked them if they would be interested in having me speak to all of them with words of Godly encouragement. Well, come to find out, they were looking for people or pastors like me to come and speak to their forces prior to going out to their stations everyday. I was told that there is so much corruption and that the people lost a lot of faith many of the people who enforce the law because of corruption. So They welcomed the idea of me coming to speak to them. I am awaiting to talk to the captain in charge of everything. But it will be in the next few days that I will be able top start speaking to their law enforcement officers.

This is a great opportunitiy.. And I can foresee other opportunities coming from this one if they are seeing the fruits of Gods word in their own lives. So pray that Gods word will reach the very top of those who run this city and country. I have high hopes and great faith that there will be greater things than these.

It sounds like our economy is really suffering from what I hear. Please pray for me upon my return. I gave up everything to do this mission here in the Philippines and in Africa. I need your prayers for work when I return. It sounds like many people are not spending money. So I need the hand of God on my situation when I return. I have suffered much this past year. It would be nice to be blessed with a season of grace when I return. Please pray.

God bless you all for your support and prayers.

Your servant in Christ, Tom

hello family and brothers and sisters in Christ,

just wanted to update you on my latest opportunities from the lord. starting tomorrow, i will be speaking in another prison. i got permission from the mayor and the warden of the prison. there was actually a woman from the usa who preached in this prison a while back who was a pastor. she was stabbed 7 times and died in the prison while ministering. but the government believes that they can guarantee my safety. so please pray for my safety and a great harvest in the 2 prisons i am currently speaking in.

a door was opened to me also in one of the hospitals here. i will be ministering to the sick and dying very soon. i am looking forward to that opportunity.

yesterday i was blessed to be able to lead another soul to the lord, and baptized her. she claimed to have seen the heavens open up and saw God and the angels pouring something on our heads as i was baptizing her. God is merciful.

today i started to minister a man who has a very destructive past. he is at the end of is rope and does not know where to turn. so trust me, he will know where to turn.

this place where i am at now is very dark. i can see in the eyes of many muslim's and drunkards and drug addicts as i walk down the streets everyday, that they are looking for the right moment to either do me harm, or would not think twice of taking my life. but everyday as i walk down the street, i pray to Jesus that whoever looks upon me to desire to do evil or harm unto me, that they will burn with shame and have tears of repentance in the moments that they premeditate evil in their hearts and minds. sometimes i feel like i can actually see the devil himself revealed to the naked eye as i look into many of these peoples eyes. there is little light if any to be found in this area. the drug addicts, prostitutes, alcoholics, muslims, violent men, corruption, and the masses of unemployed in this area are the perfect ingredients for the devil to conquer, lie, and deceive the masses of people.

the air is also thick with dust and exhaust fumes. i have constant daily coughing up of infection in my sinuses and lungs. my body is rejecting this contaminated air. but as always, i know that everything is for a season. that soon i will return to hawaii in about a month and a half to breathe clean air. so i just try to persevere through this season of trials and tribulations. and learn the lessons of life that makes me a greater warrior to be used. i know that our light afflictions on earth are over-shadowed by the rewards that will come to the faithful.

this mission has definitely put me through many tests. God is always proving our hearts and faithfulness. i know that i will emerge from this experience as with my african experience with a greater capacity to love others in a way that is not of this world. because Gods love and how he uses all of us, is not of this world. God said that the love of the world will grow wax cold. but Gods love that is not of this world which is in all of the faithful, will endure forever. so there is hope for this dark world which is being consumed by darkness. we have something inside us that no one can take away from us. not even the devil. finish the good race in life as an ambassador and warrior for Christ. to die is to gain. to live is to die of the old, and be renewed into a vessel to accomplish the will of the father.

there is no greater occupation than to be used by God. the risk is high, but the rewards are great. soon what is perceived as risk, is actually just another stepping stone placed in front of us by God to test our faith unto him. so when you can look into the eyes of death and the storms in life as i have in life many times with peace in my heart, we can emerge with a level of faith that casts out all fear. because there is no fear where there is true love. the fear is removed when we totally surrender to the will of God for our lives. and if we do not look at the troubled waters and keep our eyes on the solution to everything, then, whom shall we fear? what circumstance is too great for the mighty hand of the Lord?

so everyday, i hunger, i thirst, i am sick, i am afflicted, i am robbed, i am uncomfortable from heat, humidity and sweat, i am surrounded by legions of devils from the lost souls, i am hated for being an american and a christian, i have suffered rashes, fungus's, boils, and bacterias on my body for many months, i breathe air on a daily basis where i am sure that it will affect the longevity of my life, and just living in a culture, climate, and eating foods that are not part of my normal diet. but to me, like yesterday when I was used to bring the love and spirit of God into yet another yearning heart, all of what i endure is erased from my mind, because i am filled with joy to see yet another soul go from tears of sorrow to tears of joy.

its coming up on 5 months now here in the philippines. i know that there will be greater things ahead after this. because we serve a great and awesome God. please continue in your faithful prayers for the work God has put before me. your prayers are what keeps me protected, alive, and strengthened to do what God has called me to do here in the philippines during this season of grace for my life.

Thank you all for your love, support, and prayers. I pray that all who support me in any way, that God will bless you 100 fold for your love towards me and Gods will be done.

your servant in Christ, tom

Mood:  sharp

Hello family,

How are things back there? recently i flew to another island called cagayan. i stayed in a house with a pastor and several young men who are training to be deciples. God put upon my heart to try to get into the prison system here on this island, there are two of them. so i decided to try to find a room in the city closer to the prison. well, i spent a few nights walking down the streets with a friend of mine to try to find a vacant room. i had no luck. and the only room that was available was with a drunken landlord. as i was walking towards the lodge with the room, i stopped and prayed in the middle of the street with my friend for him to guide me to a room from God, instead of me taking a room from the world. as soon as i finished praying my friend grabbed my hand and right in front of us was a church that she was a member of a while ago. we walked right up to the gate, the senior pastor was there. they remembered my friend. they talked in their native tongue for a few minutes to each other. the next thing i knew, i had a room that i could rent there cheaper and more comfortable than the room that was available from the drunk. since coming here, i met a man from this congregation who was just in maui in june for a haggai seminar. then i told him about my desire to speak in the prison system here on this island. he said to me that i must have been sent by God because they were just talking recently about the desire to revive the ministry program for the prison which they have let vanish away for a long time. so i am hoping to get this program up and running again here while i am at this church. i am getting opportunities to speak to many people one on one here who are ripe to hear a spiritual message. i had many confirmations since coming here that i was supposed to come to this island. so i am expecting awesome things in the lord.

i am still battling with rashes, fungus, boils, scabbies, atheletes foot, jock itch, on a constant wet body day and night from sweat. but from the things i have witnessed so far on this mission, it was all worth long suffering for.

i have not eaten breakfast for 3 months either because my digestive system can not handle rice 3 meals a day. and there was no alternatives, so i had a case of involuntary fasting. but now that i am on this other island, i am trying to eat better, but it costs me more to be on my own. instead of free meals and rent, i am paying for all. but God will always provide. i had much experience in the world with hunger, sleepless nights, with many other afflictions included in the labor. but when all is said and done, i am becoming even a greater warrior to go to wherever i am called to go.

i am sitting outside next to an office that is closed. i have a wireless connection, so i am able to catch the signal. but its getting dark and hard to see what i am typing. so i will try to write another time. hope all is well with you all. God bless, love Tom

Hello everyone,

I just wanted to up date you on my happenings here in
the Philippines. I am still alive. So thats a plus.
hahahaha I have been getting involved in different
things here. Every minute of everyday I am just guided
to another situation. God is awesome.

A few days ago, I was invited to an outreach program
for a Christian orphanage. They have a program aside
from their main building that caters to homeless kids.
They have a van. A place took cook, and some staff and
volunteers who cook food 6 days a week, and deliver it
to 2 different locations per night in the poorest
areas in the city. there is about 8 different places
that they stop at during the week. But before they
feed the kids, they make sure that they feed these
kids with spiritual food from the word of God. I
decided to get involved to see what it was all about.
Well, at 1 o'clock we met at this place where they
have a few gas burners and cooking utensils and dishes
for the kids to eat from. Well, we cooked enough rice
and small sausages for about 200 kids. stirring the
fried rice was no easy job, let me tell you. After
cooking we loaded up the van and went around the city
to pick up a few others who were regulars in helping
distribute the food. Then we drove for quite a ways
until we got to this open warehouse that is a storage
place for fish coming in from the ocean. The place was
damp and hot. there were big trucks coming and going,
with men carrying big buckets on their heads filled
with ice and fish. As this operation was going on, we
parked in the middle of it all. Then, as soon as we
arrived, like clock work, these kids came out from no
where just like the munskins on the Wizard of OZ.
There were kids in ages ranging from 4 to 17. All
filthy. Many sick. And all lacking in every basic
necessity in life. I know that just getting near these
kids is probably a health risk to myself. But I was
not going to treat these kids like they were in a
quarantine booth. So I and a few others just opened
our arms to these kids. I was the biggest one there,
so I was utilized like a tree to climb in. Many of the
kids actually knew some english. It does not surprise
me though, because kids like these have to get street
smart in order to survive. So I let these kids climb
all over me. And I was hugging them, and swinging them
in the air, and giving them some love that they all
lack on a daily basis. It was a very precious moment
to me. And I always am thinking about how most of us
are so blessed in where we were born and raised.
After recess hour, they gathered them in different
groups according to ages. Then they had a little bible
study. Let me tell you, I have witnessed more of a
church in that fish warehouse than just about any
church I was in my whole life back home.

Then after they gave them some instructions from the
word, they all made a long line to the back of the
van. A few others and myself had this small food line
going, putting each item on each plate. I was the
spoon man, and handed the food to the kids one by one.
They also had some small back-packs with some school
supplies in them to give to a certain number of the
kids who had been to previous lessons and feedings. So
they handed out tickets to the ones who attended
earlier in the week. then they could manage who gets
something. So it gives the other ones who are new to
coming, incentive to attend the bible studies and to
know how many kids they can expect to feed.
After they handed out the packs, and the kids were
fed, we took off to the next place in the city. We
pulled over in the front of a building on the
sidewalk. And as soon as we arrived, kids came
running. So we went through the whole routine again.
After that, we made our way back to the place where we
cooked the food. We had to clean up all the things we
used to cook the food and all the dishes that the kids
ate and drank from. This was around 10 PM. It started
to thunder, lightening, and pouring by the time I was
ready to go Home. So I took a taxi home by around
10:30PM. I was tired to say the least.
Yesterday, Sunday, I was invited to go to another out
reach program for a church that I preached in here in
Cebu. There is a small church, just a bamboo shelter
on another island that has no pastor. So every week,
this church sends a pastor and a few people to this
island to give church services. So I went along. We
had to take a few different types of transportation to
get to that island. Including a 30 minute boat ride.
When we arrived, they had a boy playing an electric
guitar for the worship. It sounded like a rock band
without most of the instruments. But God knows their
hearts. They make due with what they have. They
invited me to speak to the people for a while before
the other pastor gave his premeditated sermon. He told
me to speak for 5 minutes, but what do you think
happened? hahahahahaha I couldn't quench the spirit.
But I did cut it short. I know many hearts were
touched, even the pastors.

But what happened after that was nothing short of a
miracle. As the pastor was preaching in their
language. And of course I had no idea what was being
said. So I was looking out in the street at some men
who were sitting down about a few houses down the
street. One of the men looked like that man that was
possessed by the devil legion in the bible. He was
bare back, bare feet, filthy, hairy, drunk, and
obnoxious. My attention was on him. And my heart felt
compassion for the poor soul. So I started to pray to
God to touch this mans heart and mind. To sober him up
and lead him over to me so I could lay hands on him.
And also for him to hear and receive the word of God
that was being spoken. Well, when I was done praying,
I turned my attention to the pastor who was speaking
in tongues as far as I was concerned. And a few
minutes later, you wouldn't believe it, but the guy I
was praying for, walked right up to me in the middle
of the congregation, and sat on the only foot stool
that was available on the side of me. Everyone was
looking at this man. they all knew him. He was the
town drunk. It looked like he had been in many fights,
because his hands had scabs that were still healing
all over his hands. The guy reeked like booze. he was
filthy dirty. Then this guy sat next to me, laid his
head on my lap, and started to weep uncontrollably. I
immediately laid my hand on this mans head, and
started to pray with passion and fire. They said that
they do not think the man knows english, but as I was
praying, he was acknowledging every word with
conviction in his heart. And others around me said
that he understood, because he was speaking in his
native tongue in response to what I was saying. The
rest of the congregation was half watching what was
going on with me, and half trying to listen to the
pastor who kept preaching. I did not care about if
this man was a disturbance or not. I just kept praying
and was explaining to the man about changing his life
and becoming born-again.  He was receiving every word.
It was a miracle. Then the wife of this man showed up
after I was done praying and teaching this man. She
came quietly, and gently to get her man. He stood up
and wiped his face, and thanked me in the most sincere
way you could imagine. He left quietly away.

Then when the service was finished, the pastor came up
to me and said that it was a miracle that just
happened. Apparently this very man would come every
week to disturb the service that was going on. They
never knew what to do about him. They could not
believe what they had witnessed that day. It was so
awesome. I felt the love that God had for that man
when I was praying for him before he came over. I
wanted so bad to lay hands on him and speak to him
words that would make him understand that God loves
him just as much as me or anyone else in the world. It
was definitely the most moving experience of my life
concerning witnessing to another child of God.
So after that, we made the long journey home. I was
basking in the love of God. I just felt so blessed to
be able to feel the love that God had for that man.
God has a love that is not of this world.

Then today, was another blessing. The family here is
now divided by faith. Half are still holding on to
their Catholic faith. And the others are born-again.
Well, this was Gods plan before I came here. I knew
there would be a harvest once I moved in here. So, one
by one, God was using me to lead this family to the
Lord. Well today was time for another soul to be won.
There are several people who live in this family. The
brothers and sisters have their spouses and children
all live under the same roof with mom. There is one of
the daughters who I was used to lead to the Lord, who
her husband was unemployed, has azema, and is going no
where fast with his drinking. Well yesterday this
woman begged me in tears to help her get medicine for
her husband because he could not breathe. So I went on
a motor bike to this pharmacy in the night to pay for
this medicine. Then we came home and she gave it to
him. Well, he was ok during the night, but the next
day after all the medicine was gone, she needed more
because he was suffering again. Well, I told her that
he needs God in his life before any medicine on earth.
So she said that he wanted me to pray for him after he
got some medicine. Well, as he was wheezing and
coughing, I was explaining to him through the
interpretation of another sister who knows english
pretty well, about if he wants God to heal him and his
prayers to be answered, that he needs to be born-again
first. So I spent a lot of time patiently explaining
it to him. And when I was done, He said he was ready
to give his life to the Lord. So Now he and hi wife
are both born-again.

After that, I went to tell Chris, he is the one who
has polio and in a wheel chair, I told him about his
brother-in-law giving his life to the Lord. And he
almost started to cry, because he said that he was
praying last night that God would touch this man so
that he would be born-again. he did not know that this
man had asked me to pray for him. And I did not know
that Cris was praying for him. So again, the Lord was
working in perfect harmony through the faithful. It
was another victorious day in the Lord.

I spent many hours after that witnessing to a troubled
woman on the net who lives in the Philippines. So I am
exhausted to say the least.

Hope you all are well and blessed. Thank you for all
of your prayers and support. I love you all very much.
Please continue to pray for these rashes that are so
hard to get rid of in this hot and humid climate.
God bless you all.  

 Love Tom

Howdy and aloha from Palo, Leyte, Philippines.
Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
My wife Neslie and I are very excited to announce the birth of our daughter Ruth Rose Accaria! We were blessed on Monday, April 28th with a beautiful, healthy 8.95lb Filipino/Italian baby girl.

I dedicated this child to the Lord while she was still yet forming in her mother’s womb, and like her mother and her sister Abigail, as well as myself I have declared that this entire household shall serve the Lord!

God willing this year I will be applying for a visa for Neslie and Abigail, that they would be able to meet their American “family”. That visa will cost $400.00.

In closing, I thank our loving God daily for all who have prayed and planted seed in this ministry and in my life for Christ. You have supernaturally enabled me to reach thousands of Filipinos with the gospel!

God bless you always,
Rev. Daniel, Neslie, Abigail, and Ruth Accaria

Mood:  a-ok

Rejoice....I say rejoice!

Baby Ruth Rose Accaria was born healthy Monday, April 28 at 9am @ 8.95lbs!!!!! She has her momma's beautiful Filipino eyes and nose....her poppa's Italian skin, mouth, and black curly hair! Wow.....what a miracle! Be praying for $$$$$ please, this month has been a heavy hit on the savings.

I will trust in the Lord my God for all our needs!!!!                                                                    Amen!!!! Love you guys, Rev. Daniel