Jesus, don’t leave home without Him

Last Sunday morning I preached for 30-40 minutes, casting a vision and laying out a strategy for accomplishing our congregational mission. Tomorrow we begin our fall sermon series.


Last Sunday morning I preached for 30-40 minutes, casting a vision and laying out a strategy for accomplishing our congregational mission. Tomorrow we begin our fall sermon series.

Tomorrow is my wife’s 30th birthday. Here are 10 things I love about her: 10. She uses “I” statements 9. She acts more like Jesus than I do 8. She has low expectations of me 7. This one isn’t for a public blog 6. I don’t know a better, more adaptable, visionary artist 5. She…

We retreated this week. That’s right, our pastoral team waved goodbye to our families and our offices for 2 days in order to spend time in Stayner, ON. While away we set goals, bounced around ideas for congregational discipleship, and we even had time for a late night game of euchre. But my most significant…
Satan. The devil. The ancient serpent. The dragon. The adversary. The accuser. The opposer. The ruler of the kingdom of the air. The father of lies. Sometimes he comes near to me. I don’t like it. Last Thursday was one of those dark and lonely days. I find that he closes in when spiritual breakthroughs…

Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry. I wish I was better at that. Lately, my mouth has led me into some uncomfortable situations. My most recent New Testament class is a good example of opening my mouth too quickly. Without thinking, I asked my class to reconsider…

It feels strange watching my wife play our shooting gallery wii game while I edit this blog post. It feels even weirder knowing that she got a bronze medal and I didn’t. In other news, it was our daughter’s 8th birthday today. Erika spent it downstairs slaving away on business related work. I, on the…

Four days until I begin another school year. That means completing syllabii, finalizing Power Point presentations and going over class lists. I remember when it meant getting a new plastic lunch pail with a thermos that was held in by a hard plastic thing that looked like a seatbelt. Ah, grade 2. I’m re-living it….