About

Where to start……??????

I was born and raised in Benton Harbor, MI.  Some bad decisions, driven by bad influences drove me into a life of crime at an early age.  I wasn’t as bad as I could be, but I was into things that someone my age should have never ever been a part of. Those decisions lead to being a childhood father and after a loss of a dear friend and the incarceration of another for the crime, I knew something had to change, how to change I had no clue. I had tried religion earlier in my life when my mom died when I was 7. I had tried it again at a Vacation Bible School and I had tried it again in the basement of a church my now recovered father was heavily involved in. None of those things transformed me immediately; however, now that I look back, I realize God’s providential hand guiding me all along. From the time my mom was in a casket, to the time I wanted to try crack cocaine, to the time, I had a pistol put in my mouth, to the times I heard squealing tires and bullets hitting things around us, to the time I was alone and lonely and scared. The providential hand of God was always there, from going to one legalist church to the next, from one word of faith church to the next, God’s was the potter and I was the clay and He was shaping me and molding me and conforming me and saving me and most important loving me.

So who am I? A pilgrim with 3 children and lovely wife. A pilgrim who knows that north is Christ, but has not quite figured out the most efficient course to get to that destination; however, I do understand that through all of the road blocks, obstacles, failures and desires to get off the course, that there is a providential hand that will not allow me to go in the wrong direction for too long, He has ALWAYS kept me on course and though I don’t understand it all, I understand that this God is omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, immutable and eternal and because of that “all things work to the good of those that love Him”. I can trust myself into His hands because, honestly there is no alternative route, the road is narrow and few find it, many will not enter His rest because of unbelief, but for those called, we are His and He will ensure that He completes what He began in us, in Christ.

I have figured out one thing for sure, the Gospel is all of grace and if I ever attempt to merit God’s approvable, I am simultaneously turning my back on Him. I have experienced this grace and hope to share it. A grace that liberates yet enslaves, a grace that casts out all fear, yet causes the deepest of reverence, a grace that makes us friends yet at the same time servants. This grace is found in a person, named Jesus and to receive this grace (gift) we only must believe and trust in His work. Email me for questions on how to experience this divine grace.