I like mountain biking even where there are no mountains. I like to jog and call it running. I read books to learn stuff. My family is pretty much awesome. ReCAST is the church where I belong. Jesus is my Lord and Savior. I like the color yellow.
9 years ago today I preached my first sermon as a lead pastor. Preached is a funny word, because it was 16 adults in the basement of a home in Mattawan, MI. We brought folding chairs from our card table sets, Dave Bunt brought his acoustic guitar and he sat on the hearth of…
Once upon a time, there was a young man lost in the woods. He had gone out hunting with his father and got turned around and the next thing he knew, every tree looked the same. As he leaned against the trunk of a huge beech tree, he saw something flickering through the verdant underbrush.…
Yesterday saw students around the country walking out of classes to draw national attention to the events of one month ago in Florida. Many believe that the long term hope is that the government will fix it all for us. The implication sometimes sounds like, we can keep on living however we want and…
If God told you to share your story with others, would you? If he asked you to air your past with the heartaches, the lies, the sins, and the brokenness in order to help others, would you do it? I am so thankful for one of our church members, Jacque Chislea, who has responded…
The quote is powerful. It is poignant. It was prophetic, even if it is somewhat unfair to predict one’s own death. Billy Graham said, “Someday you will read or hear that Billy Graham is dead. Don’t you believe a word of it. I shall be more alive than I am now. I will just have…
The worms cannot go back in the can! And they really shouldn’t. I don’t want to go back to a world even two years ago, where powerful men are abusing women under their authority without repurcussions. The courage and strength it has taken for the many women who make up the majority of the #metoo…
I am almost recovered from the jetlag. The trip to Indonesia was a grueling haze of airplanes, airports, waiting, and restless attempts to sleep in a smaller space than my body is made to occupy. The trip was worth it. I cannot speak to any eternal results. I do not know how heaven will be…
In just a few days, Linda, Leah, and I will be flying out for Indonesia commissioned with the task of bringing encouragement to our missionaries. As the date of our travel is quickly arriving, I am thinking more and more about what it means to be an encouragement. And in my reflections, I have grown…