My Dad, A Hero and Martyr for the Lord Jesus My father, William “Bill” Paul Hyde, was a humble man, but a great man. He lived his life quietly, unimposing and with gentleness. He had a passion though, seeing the Kingdom of God grow through the Philippines. Since 1978, f
Last week I was in Mindanao, Philippines and landing at Davao airport where my father was killed. Today is March, 4 and the 9th anniversary of my father’s murder. Our flight was two hours delayed so we were landing at nearly midnight. It is impossible to not think about my Dad
Today is a day I can never forget. I remember this day over my own birthday or anniversary. To successfully multiply ministry requires sacrifice and potentially the greatest sacrifice. If a leader is not willing to sacrifice greatly, there is now way that they will be able to succ
As we approach American Thanksgiving and many people are able to get together with their families the circumstances around me makes it difficult to give thanks. Injustice abounds in the world. Today I am in Mindanao, Philippines with my family. Exactly one year ago, 58 people were ki
My father, William "Bill" Paul Hyde, was a humble man, but a great man. He lived his life quietly, unimposing and with gentleness. He had a passion though, seeing the Kingdom of God grow through the Philippines.
On March 4, 2003 Bill went to pick up another missionary family airport when he was killed by Islamic terrorists. The bomb was placed directly behind Bill, who had just returned from a Muslim area of Mindanao that day. It will never be known if he was followed there, or if it was ra
If we all know the Great Commission, why is it that still so many do not DO the Great Commission?
Here is the reason I think the Great Commission is not done by everyone. Look at this odd little verse (my Dad’s favorite verse) attached to the great calling of God for all believ