As I walk along the road that is life, I learn that I have a lot to learn. I am like roots that run deep reaching out deeper and deeper to understand life. Trying to ground myself and plant myself deeper into this worlds soil. I have come to believe that this can be a very redemptive and wonderful way to live, but also a wearying way to grow old. As each finger of my mind is a different part of me. Each strand looking different, but serving and functioning as a whole organism. Some of my mind cleaves toward art, some towards writing, some towards exploring, some towards reading, some towards people and some towards the Word of God. As time wears on I know that some of my branch become gnarled and twisted sometimes in a beautifully human way, but often in a depressing evil way. So if you read this and I ever come across like I have all the answers, just remind me that I don’t! Remind me that I am just growing and progressing like everyone else…

I hate labels. I do not want anyone to put a name on me. I want to move freely from one place to the next anonymously and yet be know for Christ and His Powerful love. I want to be free to express myself with out anyone getting the idea that I belong to this camp or that camp. The reality is: I only belong to Christ…

Although I hate labels, I will label myself as a pastor. I teach the Word of Truth to people. I try to love Jesus Christ and get others to love Him too. I make no apology for the Bible or for Jesus Christ. But I don’t claim to have all of the answers either. I am a seeker and a pilgrim learning as I go along. I invite you to come along with me on this journey…