Good morning, Chaplain, Bob.
This is Chip.
Thank you for so warmly welcoming me to service yesterday! The words of the congregation gave me some puzzle pieces to fit in to build the whole picture!
You asked me if there was anything I needed before I left… There is a request I have. I request the council of a seasoned apostle to guide me to arrive at the next stage of the path which He has chosen for me.
Chaplain Bob, I am NOT confused as to what He needs me to do; I know exactly what He has been directing me to do. The council I seek runs more along the lines of having loving, wise Brothers both hold me accountable for my sins, but also to suggest how better to,… “clear the way and make paths straight.”
What Has God Called Chip To Do?
Like the Good Samaritan who helped the shunned man, and similar to Jesus, when he answered as to why why he had dined with tax collectors, The Lord has chosen THAT path for me- to be in the midst of those who most need to be saved, not those who are in good health who do not need a doctor. Surrounding myself with people who are not believers, has placed me in an utter state of poverty! 
This is not a BAD kind of poverty!
The Lord has chosen for me to remain as an example of poverty to this world. This world is enthralled by obtaining wealth and by maintaining selfish greed!
The Lord has guided me up and down the east coast as an impoverished, homeless, uniquely strange man whose presence makes people uncomfortable.
Yes, Brother Bob, my mere presence makes people uncomfortable; and that is part of God’s calling for me!
I make people question their comfort zone. My presence forces people to exercise patience and humility as the result of their fear of my strong, unwavering personality. This calling has made me so, so lonely and depressed, but I accept that with grace and thankfulness that He has specifically chosen Me to do anything at all! Yes, I am a lonely traveler, a vagabond.
(I must point out that my loneliness, poverty, and homelessness has been a choice which I have made. I am not the victim of this world causing me to be homeless. I am the Victor in a world gone mad. … and when I use the word, “mad,” I don’t mean crazy. I mean- a world gone Angry! (The world is angry. Maybe, angrier than God!)
My life experience may be compared to David’s as described in 1 SAMUEL 21:1-14.
In every job I take in the workforce, my good deeds become but pearls cast before swine! I am a shunned man- not because of my pestilence, but because the opposite! … because of my dedication to purpose and to doing things correctly- the way the elders have taught me. (I have forgotten more things that many people will ever learn.)
Any time a job goes well for me, the assistant trainer or the main rider see my work the way Saul responded to how the people accounted for the number of people David had slain in battle!
When they attack me (when Satan attacks me through people,) I do not, “turn the other cheek,” as Jesus SAID, (MATTHEW 5:39); I flip the tables over in the Temple, as Jesus DID! (MATTHEW 21:12-13) (What people say differs from what people do!)
God’s calling for me to live in poverty and humility, living in grace. My calling dictates that, when Satan attacks me through people, I am to be the example by acting as Jesus does. … However, Jesus acted differently in different situations.
There was a time when he allowed his fellow man to crucify him; but there was also a time when he admonished, and chastised his fellow man, physically aggressively… Both are examples of how to properly act like Jesus. I have no confusion in this. I do know, for sure, that when people attack me, if I am in an environment which is supposed to be the temple, I admonished them and flip over the tables. However, when I am walking along the road, and everybody walks past a leppor, I am the man to do what everybody is telling me not to do, and I feed and clothe him.
I have written about David’s tent quite a few times, and how the tabernacle never needed to be protected within a stone building… That is why the Levites carried the Ark of the covenant around and sheltered it only in a tent.… That notion lives deeply within my heart for many reasons.… Many real, Life reasons.
When I first met you, a couple of years ago, Bob, I had wandered in off of the street, because I was homeless, looking for love and in need of spiritual guidance. . I was homeless then. I am homeless, now. Your church fed me, lent me money and welcomed me! Through racehorses, God had guided me to your door. I knocked. The door was opened! (MATTHEW 7:7) (REVELATION 3:20)
I have steered away from many, many churches during my travels, because, “the Sunday Christian,” strangely out-numbers the true believer in almost every parish on this planet!
There are a few Gems, such as the Ocala Farm Ministry, from which the Light of the Lord shines brightly and deeply from the heart of the entire congregation-… these followers are NOT, “Sunday Christians,” but truly faithful believers! … Brother Bob, that is the reason why our congregation is so small- just as Dee pointed out that men do not attend the women’s Bible study very long, true believers and Practitioners are far and few between.
We are the scattered tribes! A handful of members of those scattered tribes have built a tabernacle right here, in Ocala!
You mentioned when asking me if I needed anything, “while I am in town,” … Well, I have found my home. He keeps guiding me back to this place, and my traveling is over for the time-being.
I am weary from travel, and I simply need a place to build my fire, cook my food and be sheltered from His elements.
The ark of the covenant was only kept under a tent, because the cloth of the  tent protected David and his army from the elements.… This brings me full circle to the reason I have written this which you are reading now.
Before I left service yesterday, you asked me if there was anything I needed while I was in the area. My answer was not sincere to you; because I said, “No.”
I need shelter.
I am blessed to be able to live under this tarp, which protects me from the rain and the wind, but not the cold, and I cannot build a fire within it…
This is my home. ^
But this tarp will not be able to withstand the winds that are destined to hit. I have already chased this tarp from blowing in the wind to stake it back down in the rain twice already… And it is a very stressful living situation- each gust of wind makes me more weary and more vulnerable to an overload of stress!
I have no means, by myself, to come up with the funds, to purchase that which suits my physical and spiritual needs; however, I’m a dedicated laborer. By the sweat of my brow, I work hard; and I need some kind of way to earn the money to make this tabernacle a reality for me.
I need somebody to offer me enough work to earn $2000 to shelter myself within this tabernacle. The man who is selling it has another buyer… And I will not be able to come up with the funds before somebody else purchases it. It is a very, very rare structure; and the seller is an authentic, black powder, rifle, man.…
I request to reach out to the congregation to offer me work so that I can afford to shelter myself as soon as possible. I’ve been wrestling with this for a very, very long time, and I need the help of others. Though, I stand alone for what is right, there are certain, physical needs, which, as in the book of James, chapter 1, I have not found a group of people comfortable enough to have faith in me to help me to get to the next stage of this journey. The Lord wants me to be housed, but not within a house like the common man. He wants me to be a primitive example. I embrace that, but I do not have a family to help me build or erect a teepee as the one pictured above.
I am reaching out to you for suggestions, and to network, to make my primitive needs an actual reality so that I can cook food, and start living like a normal person.… Living in the above structure may not seem normal to most, but it is more normal to me than how people live in this modern society!
Thank you for reading. I understand if you do not respond. I follow the book of James as my instruction manual. My poverty is my gift and my blessing. I do have wants and needs;… I simply have not had the guidance of older and wiser men to get to where I need to be right now.
I trust that the Lord will hear my prayer.
May God grace your day with happiness and clarity!
Your Brother;
Chip- sojourner and protector of widows and orphans.