About 12 years ago, God pressed on my heart the discipline of a daily time studying his word and praying and I have developed an appetite for my 5 am-6 am time with Him. This year on June 20th, I finished a devotional study I had been working through each morning and I had nothing…
I have a strong sense of duty and obligation to my country. At times, it even feels like an inordinate pull on me. I have been moved by the singing of America the Beautiful. I am thoughtful when I have said the pledge of allegiance and quite often I truly contemplate the words when…
I like to blog about light and fluffy things. I tend to like to make people smile and laugh. But I take God and his Word seriously, even if I at times see humor there as well. This is not a light and fluffy blog. This is a painful blog. It is painful on many…
Mattawan, Michigan has now been my home for going on 10 years. Prior to moving here I had very little knowledge about the community other than some demographic study and a few people that I knew who lived here. God developed a church planting team back in 2008 and we began to pray for this…
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…
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…
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…