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An older man in our church died a few weeks ago.  His name was Nacho and he was 79 years old.  After a week of pneumonia, a heart attack stopped his suffering.  His wife Cande, (pronounced Cahn-day) has attended our church for the majority of her adult life, but Nacho only became a Christian […]

 
Now that we’ve been in one spot for 3 ½ weeks, we’re packing up again to roll south to Mission Springs Christian Camps.  We anticipate being in Santa Cruz once more where we can serve the homeless and be part of a community of marginalized people. 

  Jerry losing that rainbow trout he just caught. Can you imagine telling his friends …. “and the fish was this big.”
  Micah learning from Jerry’s mistakes. He caught 4 trout that morning with Randy Gay as the casting specialist.
  The VomSteeg’s visiting Pookie and the Pokorny’s for a great night of fellowship.

                                                                                    Abundant Life Church, Oregon
Take one broken toilet, three broken sewer pipes, one broken hot-water-heater, three Ventana guys having disturbing dreams, one sick student to the Ensenada hospital, one Ventana student’s grandpa meeting Jesus, and mix them with 28 people from Arizona who just came to serve.  What do you get to witness?  Opened eyes, […]

 
“Beware of the barrenness of a busy life.”  ~Socrates
I love day planners.  I always have, and I probably always will. 

(This was a story I wrote back in mid-December. It was too good not to post) 
Not to rub it in, but my friends on the East Coast (that would be my Cousin Allison, the architect Mike, and ‘Mr. Cool in the Pocket’ Tom Brady) don’t know what they are missing.

Hola,
Do you know that warm, fuzzy feeling you get in the inner-recesses of your heart when you’ve been away on a long journey and you turn up the street that leads to your home? The thought of your comfortable bed. The nuances of your shower spray. The broken in couch that you sit while watching […]

August 2007
What is it about little boys and hiding? I’ve never officially lost Micah in a store, but there have been many occasions when he has hidden in a clothing rack in front of me. I call his name quietly, assuming he’s right behind me.  Silence. 

Contrary to the media hype surrounding LA, many don’t care about the car they drive or the school their child attends.