HOPE in the Lord's Prayer


Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come; thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread;
and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory forever and ever

Rick Warren, pastor and author of Purpose Driven Life, has some great insight on hope. His research reveals the top 10 reasons why people feel hopeless are answered directly - or you could say given Hope - in the Lord’s prayer

  1. You feel alone/abandoned » My loving Father will never abandon me

  2. Life seems out of control » God’s power is greater than any problem

  3. You don’t see a purpose » God fits everything into His plan

  4. Grieving a loss » God has a greater purpose for my life

  5. You don’t have what you need » God has promised to meet all my needs

  6. You’ve done something wrong » Jesus died to pay for all I’ve done wrong

  7. Deeply wounded by someone » God will settle the score someday

  8. Pulled in the wrong direction » God has promised to help me

  9. Hounded by fear » Jesus in me is greater than any other power

  10. When it looks like defeat » This is not the end of the story

Below is the original message from April 2015…



Here are the top 5 ways we plan on mobilizing the HopeWagon if we could start tomorrow:


BICYCLES FOR HOMELESS and LOW INCOME FAMILIES: ongoing collection, repairing and re-distributing bicycles to those in need.


UGLY SAVES CLOTHING: food distribution and simple coffee stand. Consistent inner-city food runs at parks and public places where we can encourage and share hope. www.uglysaves.org


H2O Runs: during the summer when Sacramento hits triple digit temperatures we would pass out ice cold waters.


MISSIONAL COMMUNITIES: request the HW to show up at your neighborhood BBQ and bring the fun.   


TAILGATING: we’ll hang out before & after local youth sporting events with giveaways, gaming, music and a team of hope ambassadors.


A few years ago I stumbled across a social media post from a former high school youth group student who was selling broccoli designed t-shirts to his online gaming community. The thing that struck me was that with the proceeds of shirt sales he fed homeless people in his small town. The menu was simple: Jack in the Box tacos. But he handed them out freely with compassion and selflessness - zero strings attached. The shirts he designs are quirky, memorable and based on the fact that everyone’s gotta eat, so why not use an ugly vegetable design to build the brand & cause.

Noah has committed to serving as a Hope Ambassador and will use the HopeWagon for food distribution. He has an army (15K+) followers on @UglyGaming who jump in and support the cause in between rounds of gaming. I’m inspired by his use of social media to raise awareness and his efforts to bring hope to the greater Sacramento area.

Take a look at www.uglysaves.org and follow him on social. Here is a snippet from what he’s doing…


uglySAVES is all about

(1) feeding the hungry through everyday wearable art

(2) raising awareness for the homeless epidemic in our cities through social media & community events.

We value

uglySAVES began with the simple idea that everyone’s gotta eat and everyone wears clothes. With that in mind, our heart of compassion for the less fortunate living on the streets in our own communities is what motivates us. We want to provide hope to those who have none through the simple gesture of a free meal.

uglySAVES is more than a shirt or a hat, we’re a movement. We’re a community that "reps the Broccoli" to provide hope to the hopeless. Come get involved and help us make a difference. Please FOLLOW, SHARE, DONATE and BUY SOME MERCH.

100% of our proceeds go directly to feeding homeless. We don’t have any paid staff or administrative expenses (a little local church pitched in to help out with these things).

Hopelessness is Universal


When I first moved to Rocklin in 2012 I jumped in a police car - in the front seat - for a ride along to get to know my community from an insiders perspective. To my shock and amazement the officer shared with me very high stats regarding suicide in this affluent upper middle class suburban utopia. For the 4 hour ride, we only responded to one call - an attempted suicide by pills.

Rocklin/Roseville is a city with neatly polished sidewalks, high end shopping malls, all the newest restaurants. The median income falls around $100K/year and the entry level 3 bedroom house is priced just over $400k. How in the world does this extremely high achieving city land in the top US cities for the suicide rate?

Over the last 8 years I’ve seen first hand how this perfect little community (on the outside) could be struggling so bad (on the inside). We run the race of life so intensely to and from work, calendars overflowing with activities for our kids and accomplishing all of the things our culture demands. We don’t have time to stop and take care of our hearts. We never seem to have time to cultivate and care for the relationships in the inner circle. Eventually a crisis arises or a tragedy strikes and hopelessness emerges in the blink of an eye.

Hopelessness is a universal problem - it affects everyone regardless of income or zip code.

I know it sounds crazy, but maybe we could raise the level of Hope in Placer County. Maybe we could provide a stronger safety net when personal lives are affected by hard times. Maybe youth and adults of all ages would know the people driving this big silly van care about them personally.

Let’s change the statistic because each and every life matters.

Dedicated to Rick

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The year was 2000, the summer after my senior year in high school when my family received the worst phone call you can imagine. One of our best friends, Rick, had taken his own life in his small apartment in Sacramento. He was in his early 20’s at the time, on the cusp of breaking into a cycling career, a twin brother, a student at Sac State and as he would say: “in the best shape of my life.” This is the kind of loss that leaves a huge hole in a community. It was unexpected, unfathomable… No way. Not Rick.

The news of Rick’s death rocked my entire family, myself especially, as I wrestled with direction and how exactly I would spend my future. This was just days before my parents drove me 8 hours south to Concordia University in Irvine and dropped me off in my new dorm room to pursue my degree in youth ministry. With more determination and clarity than ever, I committed the next 4 years to growing as a leader and preparing myself for making a positive impact in my community.

Almost 20 years later, as this new approach to mobile ministry takes shape, I am beginning to see that God has paved a unique way to reach lives just like Rick. You see, somehow amidst his pursuit, his journey, his struggle, his pain he lost all hope.

  • I want to shout HOPE in all that I say and do.

  • I want people who are hiding in immense pain and darkness to experience HOPE.

  • I want the HOPELESS know they can reach out any time of day or night and someone will be there to listen.

  • I want to drive a big sprinter-van around town that has HOPE WAGON splashed across the side of it with the possibility that someone overcome with hopelessness would see it, be intrigued and reach out.

Our message of hope is plain and simple: you matter, you belong and you were made to make a difference in this life. This effort to share hope in a big ol’ blue wagon has my thoughts and memories of Rick front and center.