Early Service

It’s not Easter, but it’s a sunrise service. How early do you meet with the church? We’ve got a 6 AM service which is usually 3 AM Pacific time. Today it happens to be 4 AM Pacific time because of daylight savings. Chris usually doesn’t wake up until the crack of dinner. He looks great doesn’t he?


Our Corner of the Compound

The six of us have an amazing set up. I’m sure it is hard to get a sense of what it is like. Inside the gate on the right is our bunk room. On the left is the outdoor arena where Russ and I will hold the pastors conference training sessions. We are excited about what God has brought us here to do and to learn.


Into Haiti

As we flew from Miami over the blue waters of the Atlantic and then toward the Islands the beauty was breathtaking. We had the “privilege” of circling over Port-Au-Prince (PAP) while waiting for a spot on the tarmac and had sweeping views of a mountainous countryside scarred by dry valleys. The airport was clean and organized well and the staff was polite and helpful. We waited in Customs a while for the arrival of our fifth member, Chris. Greg had arrived earlier and was already reconoitering and acquiring electrical supplies in PAP. Greg came back to airport customs with Jean (Lebron James look alike) from GVCM and Chris arrived soon after. ​​

We loaded the truck and the 7 of us took off into the wild traffic in the capitol city.

Don’t worry about the guy that cut us off in his overloaded tap tap (custom made truck/bus)! Jean got out and had a talk with him. 😉 It helps to be huge. 


Steve and Greg are in town getting major electrical parts for a project they surveyed last night. 

Doug and Chris are exploring a dozen other projects of mechanical and computer-related. Russ and I have been planning out the pastors conference and had a chance to connect with Pastor Yves pronounced Eve) today. Please, I beg you, pray for this man who literally bears the weight of this country’s conditions and takes care of the children that they cannot. Along with that he pastors other pastors of 48 churches and on and on it goes. Every moment of every day is filled with requests from other people.

To the orphanage

After a ride through really crazy traffic the 7 of us made it to the countryside and stormed up the canyons like we were attempting land speed records. Riding in the back of the truck was pretty dusty but the high rate of speed kept us mostly clean.

​​Arriving at the orphanage was a unique experience for me to say the least. Each of us piled out of the truck to a waiting throng of children. They grabbed each of us and fought over who would be our forever friend. So much hand holding and so little personal space. Welcome to Haiti! My arm hair got a LOT of attention as did the hair on my head and my starter beard ;).

Bound for Haiti

Last summer, I agreed, in principle, to help out with a pastors conference hosted at Global Vision Citadel Ministries in Haiti. http://www.gvcm.org

Tonight, I travel with three other friends on a redeye flight to Miami and then Port Au Prince, Haiti in route to the orphanage. We will meet up with two others for a total of 6 team members. Along with training about 60 rural pastors the team will be accomplishing all sorts of electrical and mechanical repairs at the orphanage. We would appreciate your prayers. I also have a starter beard, with four days growth, which I hope will make me look older and wiser. 😉 Wish me luck on that!

I’m starting with the Man in the Mirror


“I’m starting with the man in the mirror, I’m asking him to change his ways.” MJ

A few days after the Election of 2016, my thoughts wandered today to all of the things wrong with our nation. And yet, I’m under the strange conviction that it all needs to start with ME. I have said those things, I have felt those things, I have made those same kind of character attacks, I have spoken with out thinking, I have joked about people about whom I have very little information. I’ve decided that I’m not asking you to change your ways to make me feel better.

I need to change ME. It’s the only power I really have. But how to change? Am I not supposed to be true to who I am, stick up for myself, be real!?! Well, the genuine me is in need of a supernatural cure. I have decisions to make, but I don’t always even know my own heart and thoughts. It starts with a prayer. An ancient prayer to the God of Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, and Jesus.

“Search me, O God, and know my heart;

test me and know my anxious thoughts.

Point out anything in me that offends you,

and lead me along the path of everlasting life.”

Psalm 139:23-24 NLT

What has this election season revealed inside YOUR heart?