When I was about 13, my parents moved us to Western New York, in the middle of the Finger Lakes Region. It was a beautiful contrast to the gray skies of NW Indiana which boasted smokestacks and refineries, and replaced it with rolling meadow of hay fields and budding wine vineyards. 18th century Victorian homes … More I Love NY!
Tucked in the Southern part of Spain where you can see Gibraltar and the Mountains of Northern Africa on a clear day, is a little village called Mijas. Here, you can walk the cobblestone one-way streets and shop the authentic Spanish shops and sip the best Spanish wine all within about a 3 mile loop. … More Mijas and G42
A short trip down to the southern part of Spain is little village called Mijas. I know that experience is always better than information, and such was the case with this little gem of a place. My closest friends, Gary and Lisa Black live here and have told the magical and sometimes hard to believe … More Mijas and Malaga
Teresa and I will be married for 26 years in June. We had made plans to go to Hawaii for our 25th, but due to the loss of her dad, we sadly had to postpone our quarter century celebration. It was worth the wait. Our plane landed in England and as a foreshadowing for the … More Barcelona…
Growing up on an upstate NY farm, bailing hay, feeding cows, and working the earth, my worldview was very simple, “pray for rain when we need the hay and crops to grow, and pray for sun when you want to harvest them.” What I saw was pretty black and white. That is not what … More The way I see
If there is one thing that I have learned about blogging, is that I suck at it. I always have these amazing thoughts and ideas and “what if” questions and tell myself that I am going to write about, and then watch them trend and go viral. Then I get distracted and start playing candy … More I suck at this…and that’s OK…
Every Friday morning, our church doors are open at 5:30 am for anyone who wants to come and pray. We pray for our city, our people, our church, and a myriad of other issues that may arise during our conversation with the Father. Today started just like most other Fridays. I would love to say … More What Would You Say?