Updated 12/1/21
Who am I? I am just a regular guy on an incredible journey. I never dreamed I would become a writer and that people would read what I wrote but that is where I find myself. I am not a theologian, a trained teacher, or a pastor nor do I want to be. I am a nothing, a nobody, and I am not worthy of a title of honor or praise. Yet, I go to school every day sitting at the feet of Jesus Christ. My teacher is the Holy Spirit. My grades come from my Father. Right now I am in a season of quietness. God has taken my tongue for a time. But soon this time will be over and I will share all that He has done for me.
I was raised in church but my writing journey did not begin until 2005. It was at this time, while messing around on an internet forum, I learned something about myself. I could write. I had always loved to write but out of nowhere I was being accused or mistaken for a wildlife writer from a magazine. I spent the next few days scratching my head. I wasn't sure what to think of it. While trying to process what was happening, I went through the filing cabinet and pulled out my English Composition papers from college. But just as I had remembered it, my skill level left a lot to be desired. In other words, it was pretty bad. I again went back to scratching my head. I hadn't written the first thing since school some 12 years ago and now, in the blink of an eye, people liked what I wrote. I was confused to say the least.
One year later, after my wife and I realized our dream of owning a large wooded property, she died tragically in an accident in our front yard. I went from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows in an instant. My world was turned upside down. Through my brokenness and through my tears, I got down on my knees and cried out to God. Although I had attended church for years, it was at this time that I received His Spirit. Within one month of being in grief, which I refer to as walking through hell, God placed it upon my heart to write a book. In 2013, seven years after my wife died, I began writing the book, Winning through a Loss. Since writing it, I am overflowing with words and I just can't stop...(update) that is until June 26 2018 when God took my voice away. Today I quietly watch and wait for God. He decides my next move. He decides what should happen next.
I am living the dream but this dream is not about acquiring things or finishing first. It is about being completely content and at peace with what God has planned for you despite not knowing what that plan is. It is about trusting in His ways even though you don't understand them all the time. It is about living with the end in mind. If you are a follower of Jesus Christ you were not made for this life. Be careful not to get caught up in the cares of the world so that you don’t perish with it. This world is not your home. Don’t get cozy here. You were made for so much more.
Who am I? I am just a regular guy on an incredible journey. I never dreamed I would become a writer and that people would read what I wrote but that is where I find myself. I am not a theologian, a trained teacher, or a pastor nor do I want to be. I am a nothing, a nobody, and I am not worthy of a title of honor or praise. Yet, I go to school every day sitting at the feet of Jesus Christ. My teacher is the Holy Spirit. My grades come from my Father. Right now I am in a season of quietness. God has taken my tongue for a time. But soon this time will be over and I will share all that He has done for me.
I was raised in church but my writing journey did not begin until 2005. It was at this time, while messing around on an internet forum, I learned something about myself. I could write. I had always loved to write but out of nowhere I was being accused or mistaken for a wildlife writer from a magazine. I spent the next few days scratching my head. I wasn't sure what to think of it. While trying to process what was happening, I went through the filing cabinet and pulled out my English Composition papers from college. But just as I had remembered it, my skill level left a lot to be desired. In other words, it was pretty bad. I again went back to scratching my head. I hadn't written the first thing since school some 12 years ago and now, in the blink of an eye, people liked what I wrote. I was confused to say the least.
One year later, after my wife and I realized our dream of owning a large wooded property, she died tragically in an accident in our front yard. I went from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows in an instant. My world was turned upside down. Through my brokenness and through my tears, I got down on my knees and cried out to God. Although I had attended church for years, it was at this time that I received His Spirit. Within one month of being in grief, which I refer to as walking through hell, God placed it upon my heart to write a book. In 2013, seven years after my wife died, I began writing the book, Winning through a Loss. Since writing it, I am overflowing with words and I just can't stop...(update) that is until June 26 2018 when God took my voice away. Today I quietly watch and wait for God. He decides my next move. He decides what should happen next.
I am living the dream but this dream is not about acquiring things or finishing first. It is about being completely content and at peace with what God has planned for you despite not knowing what that plan is. It is about trusting in His ways even though you don't understand them all the time. It is about living with the end in mind. If you are a follower of Jesus Christ you were not made for this life. Be careful not to get caught up in the cares of the world so that you don’t perish with it. This world is not your home. Don’t get cozy here. You were made for so much more.
