“Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: you find the present tense and the past perfect.”  Well, my past is not perfect and my present is no more tense than anyone else’s, but I do look to a future where I could be a helping verb for others.  Here is how it is diagrammed…

Born into a Roman Catholic family, I attended Catholic schools for 12 years. My high school years were paid  by my work in the school cafeteria. I do not regret my education, the discipline, and the work ethics taught. I was planning on entering the priesthood, a life-long vision of my father. I joined the Navy when 17 during the Vietnam era. I accepted Christ as my Savior while stationed in Hawaii in February of 1974. Two years later, while stationed in Sicily, I broke with the Catholic church. I adapted the belief tradition of my mentors in Sicily, Baptist. After the Navy I joined my first Baptist church at the age of 21.

I attended Hyles Anderson college a year later. I felt comfortable in that structured environment due to my strict Catholic background. I found security in being told what to do since I knew little about the Bible. While attending I worked a bus route and graduated Magna Cum Laude. I stayed for my Masters in Education Administration.

My first ministry position was as a Youth Director at my home church. My first pastorate was a country church in Enterprise, West Virginia. I loved those people dearly, and “came to my own” as far as doctrine, practice, and style. Coming back to my home town, I took on a struggling church, following a pastor who retired after 34 years. I am in my 16th year at this inner-city church.


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