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April 10, 2023
I just became a child of God a few weeks before I met Wes in Quito. He invited me to his home in Baños. I stayed quite a while. I guess it was a win-win situation. He helped me grow in faith, i helped him constructing. It was the best thing that could happen to me. To be with him, Brenda and the boys. I even can say this was the best time of my life. I’m thinking of them a lot and being glad to knowing them. With love from Switzerland. See u in heaven

Poem for Amy - 6/25/17

June 25, 2021
My daughter, Amy, is a gorgeous thing,
She cooks real well and can also sing.
She´s very smart, no she´s not dense,
She´s got a lot of "common sense."  
Not sure why she grew up so well,
No "fault" of mine, you sure can tell.  
A heart of gold lies ´neath that breast,
Went thro the fire - it stood the test.  
Her boys are such a handsome bunch,  
For breakfast they like Captain Crunch!  
Her hubby is a handsome guy.  
He loves my girl - I don´t know why.  
You know it´s said that "love is blind."  
She may have been all he could find.

One of dad's Facebook posts - May 2018

May 8, 2021
I was born and reared in Delta, Colorado—a small farming community in the mountains of western Colorado . My parents were practicing Christians and naturally that was a strong influence in my life. Thankfully, they both “practiced what they preached” and so I didn’t have to deal with the issue of hypocrisy in them This is always a major issue when dealing with Christians and Christianity as well as every other segment of society. Although I was taught about God and eternal matters as a boy, this does not mean that I never faced the same questions that someone else faces who has not had a similar upbringing. At all steps of my life, high school, university, medical school, and even yet, I am confronted by those who say that God does not exist, and if he does we cannot know him. From personal experience, and also from reading God’s Word, I know as a fact that He is real, and that he can be known by anyone who sincerely wants to know the Truth. If, at this stage of your life, you are sincere in wanting to know reality, you can discover the truth of God; I would challenge you to speak out loud and say, “If you are there God, I want to know you.” I assure you that God will respond to you if you say that and truly want to know the truth. The critical key to getting an answer is that you must be 100% sincere. God knows our hearts and minds and doesn’t relate at all to insincerity. Many people actually do not really want to know the truth of God’s existence and His part in the creation of the universe--and our particular piece of dirt called the earth. To acknowledge God’s existence, brings with it responsibility, and many do not want to accept personal responsibility.
It is true that to know God and follow his guidance does involve a measure of “faith.” It is not “blind faith,” however, as some might say. God confirms our faith in Him in many different undeniable ways which I have experienced and you, too, can personally experience. Jesus Christ was either genuine and what He claimed to be, or he was a lunatic or a liar. Those are the only three choices which you and I have. If you have never done so, read the Gospel of John in the Bible. (In addition to the Gospel of John, there are three much smaller "epistles" written by John and they, too, are very good but the full Gospel is probably the best place to start, to see what Jesus said about Himself and also His instructions for all of us. The Scriptures say that “the heavens declare the glory of God and the firmament shows His handiwork.” As we see further and further out via the Hubble telescope, and further and further in via the electron microscope and even more exotic mechanisms, etc., His creation is mind-boggling and incredibly beautiful. In order to deny God and His role in the universe, we are obliged to embrace some type of great Accident as our “god.” Evolution is taught as a fact, when, in fact, modern science has disproven the possibility of evolution, even though a multitude of pseudo-“scientists” will loudly proclaim this very flawed theory as a “fact.” Darwin, himself, said that life started as a “simple life-form” and that failure to find that “simple life-form” would disprove that theory. A simple life form has not been discovered and if you think logically about it, if it is (or was) “simple,” there is no reason for it not to still exist. The most “simple” life forms that we know of (eg single cell organisms such as bacteria, protozoa, etc) are in NO way shape or form, “simple.” The RNA and DNA of all forms of life is incredibly complex, and in no way “simple.” To believe that complex amino acids formed by accident and then magically spun themselves into a helix and started a life-form is faith beyond any imagination. To throw in the catch-all “explanation” of “billions and billions of years” does not work with a truly honest and intelligent mind. You can take my wristwatch apart and put all the pieces in a spinning bubble and have it spin and jiggle for as many billion years as you want, and it will NEVER accidentally happen to once again be a wrist-watch.l
I will hasten to add that evolution DOES exist within families of animals and plants and there are “adaptations” and mutations, etc. These ALL occur on a basic matrix of DNA or RNA that actually has the ability for these things to happen programmed into them. If YOU can fancy yourself as the Creator, you, yourself, would program the creation to be self-sustaining and adaptable. To do otherwise would not be logical, and God is completely logical. He is intelligence personified and as such is totally logical on a level we cannot comprehend.
Atheistic evolution also presupposes the existence of intermediate life forms as one species “evolves” to another. The number of “steps” necessary would be very long, and the few examples pulled out to support this miracle process are very few, and all far-fetched. True, there was the flying reptile, the pterodactyl. To get from this creature to a modern eagle would involve how many evolutionary steps and stages? Where are the remains of all these intermediary forms? The simply don´t exist—apparently were all magically whisked away by some wicked witch.
I suspect you do accept the existence of other dimensions in some shape or another. Very few atheists, evolutionists, etc., would say that that the only dimensions in the entire universe are the few that we know and that mankind has to be the supreme and only intelligence possible. So, all people, really, generally accept the possibility of some form of extraterrestial life, or some other form of higher intelligence and power. At the same time, however, they want to deny that any such intelligence would be interested in any personal way in we human beans (error intentional! --ha), although they have zero evidence to support that contention. Even very primitive peoples have their beliefs about the spiritual dimension and the plethora of belief systems present in the world attests to that fact.
This letter is getting too long, so I will rather abruptly bring this epistle to a close with a personal experience. I spent four years of my life working in a hospital in Swaziland, southern Africa. While there I was endeavoring to help a deeply troubled young adult—many suicide attempts, etc. He was deeply involved in “black magic,” witchcraft, etc. He frequently visited us in our home and during one such occasion abruptly stood up and went out into our kitchen. I decided to follow him to see what it was all about. As I took just one step through the swinging door into the kitchen, he came at me from the side with a huge kitchen knife. I had no chance to react in any way and I only saw the blur of motion with my peripheral vision. The knife came at my neck with full thrust and velocity—not with tentative motions at all. When the knife arrived at the side of my right carotid artery and my right jugular vein, the knife bounced off of something hard and fell to the floor. If God had not put His hand down between that knife and my neck, I would not be alive today.
 God has proved Himself to me in many other ways and will do the same for you if you want Him to. If you have a question or something you would like to discuss further, I will do my best to respond within the limits of my understanding. I do know that God loves me and I know that He loves you equally well. I pray that you will inquire after Him.

A letter to dad - September 2020

April 11, 2021
Dear dad,
As a father, you have been a gift from God from the very beginning. I've never not been grateful for you or failed to recognize how exceptionally blessed I was as a girl to grow up with the stability and warmth of the home you and mother created. 
Because of you, I've always loved Jesus, and I've never struggled with understanding or receiving the unconditional love of my Heavenly Father. As a woman and because of your paternal parenting, I have always possessed a healthy sense of self-esteem and self-worth. As my father, you showed me not only that I was valued but that ALL life was valuable.
You loved me, encouraged me, played with me, challenged me, and supported me. You filled our home with music, creativity, laughter, good food, and fellowship with other believers. You taught me love of the game, love of language, and love of culture. 
Because of you, I got to see and experience an amazing quantity of the planet, which imbued me with a love of travel and other people. I grew up with a living, breathing example of industriousness, morality, fidelity, and charity - whose joie de vivre was equally contagious and inclusive. 
I've an everlasting love of learning, music, and dry humor, and I possess a treasure trove of exceptionally wonderful memories. Some additional words that spring to mind when I think of you include:
Intellectual
Faithful 
Gifted
Clever 
Savvy 
Resourceful 
Curious
Artistic 
Stalwart... 
I know you find it difficult to receive affirmation straightforwardly. Your instinct is to qualify it and gloss over it - as it is for most people ...because it's so much easier to bash ourselves over the head with our lists of failures and regrets. So, I'm going to challenge and encourage you NOT to do that. It's human to look backward and identify one's mistakes, oopsies, and less than beauteous qualities. But, right there is one of the most amazing things about being God's child, saved by grace and forgiven completely. His love and Jesus' gift of salvation means that our transgressions are swept away and forgotten, never to be spoken of again. And, if your Creator believes you're worthy of salvation and no longer condemned, then FOR SURE you can't wallow in regret or anyone else's condemnation. 
If I, Amy Ruth, tell you that you were and are the best father in the world and that I'd not trade you for any other - then you know you can take that to the bank, because it meets the gold standard.
I have always known that my father was exceptional among men. You still are. So, any time you need a dose of affirmation, rest assured I've a bountiful supply just waiting for you.  
❤️❤️❤️, Ames 

A letter to his old colleague and friend, Dr. Paul Riley

April 11, 2021
Dear Dr. Paul,
Just now I was remembering a very special day in Swaziland at RFM Hospital back in 1973.  It was a night of spiritual warfare, plus many, many calls from the hospital.  With almost no sleep at all, I faced a day when I was responsible for visits to two outlying clinics.  I was physically, completely at the end of my rope.  I went to Administration and explained my plight.  I was told what I already knew--there was no back-up.  If I couldn´t go, the people coming to "doctor´s day" at the clinic would have walked those miles (in some cases) in vain.  In front of the administration office, I bowed my head and said to God, "Dear Lord, if You want me to do my duty today, You will have to give me special strength."  An incredible and unforgettable thing happened.  Starting at the crown of my head and passing down through my body all the way to my toes flowed a "Heavenly Nectar." (my name for it--not necessarily divinely inspired).
In just a few seconds of time, I was completely refreshed and full of strength.  I worked one heavy clinic in the morning and another heavy clinic in the afternoon, and returned home in the evening still glorying in my Heavenly strength.  To answer a possible sceptic, I never had anything like the normal  "post-adrenaline let-down."  It was a Divine Touch like nothing I have experienced before or since.   I am fully aware that God gives strength to all who call on Him, and God gave me extra needed strength, I know, many times during my 4 years in Swaziland, and through-out my life.  This one experience, however, was unique.  It was abrupt and incredible.  I will never forget it, and it helps me to remember what a Great God we serve..
You, Mr. Riley (aka Dr. Paul), worked long hard hours, also--more than me-- and God gave you special grace and strength in addition to your genetic bulldog strength and tenacity.  You were a great blessing to many in Swaziland, (and elsewhere) and you will see many of your patients again, in the "Great Theater" (an allegory just now, inspired) up in Heaven.
All glory to God who gives us strength in time of need,
Wes - November 2020
*A letter to Dr. Paul Riley, M.D., who was a missionary surgeon at Raleigh Fitkin Memorial (RFM) Hospital in Manzini, Swaziland, Africa, during his 4 years there in the 1970s.
April 10, 2021
I was a small blip in the grand scope of Dr. King's life...he delivered me in October, 1978 during his time in Cut Bank, MT. (I believe Lindy is about my age. )
My parents always kept in touch with Dr. King, so when my husband, kids, and I visited Ecuador, they suggested we connect with him in Banos.  His wry sense of humor kept me guessing...I really thought he was 83 years old as he'd said, but wondered why he seemed so much younger!
He drove us around the area,  bringing my husband and 3 year old son to a rickety platform that swung across a chasm and they went across with a guide while we both wondered why we were doing this?!
It was beautiful there, and so much cooler than the jungle.  I remember relishing in pulling up sheets over my non-sweaty body at night. What a beautiful, creative home he built!  The rock structures seemed to express his quirky creativity. And we enjoyed meeting some of the boys and seeing Dr. King's evident love to minister Jesus to them. We enjoyed playing music together.  
I recently missed him while shopping in the grocery store...picking out avocados reminded me of the avocado tree just behind El Dulce Refugio. I will miss his updates.
What a man, and what a life! 
PS The music on the website is beautiful!

A poem for dad...

March 23, 2021
Yes, dad, you've left us for a while,
You've made it past that final mile.
Your faith in God endured the test,
And now you've entered into rest.

Your greatest joy - to serve the Lord,
So now you see your great reward;
Your Father says, "My child, well done,
The final vict'ry you have won."

You turn and see your fam'ly there -
The answer to your earnest prayer.
And now you see time's passed away,
A thousand years is as a day.

So, thank you, dad, for who you are;
Yes, Heaven gains a wondrous star,
For while on earth those miles you trod,
You showed the way that leads to God.

Author - Wesley Llewellyn King 
*Composed for his father E. Dale King

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