About

“His Eye is on the Sparrow…and I KNOW He watches over me.”

“The moment a man realizes that he is only a pilgrim in this world, that finally he has to die and to face God, and that there is all eternity before him, his whole outlook on life changes.” –

Martyn Lloyd-Jones

If asked who I am, I would answer a child of God, being a disciple of Christ. That sums up my daily life, present and eternal identity, and world-view of life in general. It is also how I filter the constant information bombarding me daily from the world around me. I am in touch with this world but not a member of the word member. I am a sojourner traveling through a mystery, gathering pieces of a puzzle, and trying to organize those pieces into a semblance of orderliness.

I have observed how we are all broken in different places of the soul and need healing in those places. It is readily apparent we need each other to help put those pieces in a healthy order in an authentic way. So I will say plainly and succinctly: I have found that Christ Jesus is indeed, honestly The Answer. A fact that makes up the core of my being.

I was ordained a minister of the gospel of  Jesus Christ, and set apart to be a missionary to inner city America, particularly to the homeless and drug/alcohol addicted.

I’m early retired military (Army Airborne). And now retired from ministry as a pastor/teacher of the Bible, including full-time duties as a substance abuse counselor at a Christian faith-based inner city rehab and homeless shelter (which I simply refer to as The Mission–its original name). It was both the most challenging and most gratifying assignment I ever experienced. Preaching the Word of God to men who knew their lives had reached the bottom of the barrel, and watching them receive it, was more than gratifying; it was humbling.
 
When I wasn’t on my feet, I was on my knees, asking the Lord to give me His all in all that I needed and knew I couldn’t do alone by my own natural abilities. And He always gave me more than I asked to accomplish that which He bid me do. But it did keep me in prayer; in prayer, while walking, while eating, even while sleeping, I called out to Him. I’m convinced it is the only way I was able to last so long. I depended a massive amount on the conduit of faith from the Spirit of Jesus. Through prayer and practicing the presence of God continuously in my daily duties, and expanded it into my world-view at large.
 
I opened this blog to begin a process of assessing my years of being in the ministry of the gospel of Christ’s service and to wait on Him for the mystery to further unfold. Will my other calling be activities at His behest in this world or closer to His side in glory? Only the Lord knows. But whichever, I will answer His call with a joyful willing heart. Serving Jesus by His leading has been the most joyous experience in a long and abiding life which even death can not cut short. For that will only usher me through graduation home. I have always had a place in my heart but never experienced on this earth — home to eternity face-to-face with my Lord and Savior. His promise doesn’t end. Only the fulfillment of the beginning. It expands higher, more comprehensive, more profound, eternally in joyous service with the Savior. The possibilities are limitless.

Last updated – March 2018