Teaching PastorI was the guy who grew up mormon. I was the guy in college who left all religion behind.
I was the guy who worked near a MegaChurch and would joke that someday they would all drink the blue Kool-Aid.
I was the guy who moved to Florida, and started showing up to church because of the free child care (and on more than one occasion left to go to Starbucks, while the nursery watched my kid).
I was the guy who would show up late to avoid shaking hands, sit on the back row, and leave early to escape having to talk to anyone.
How did I end up as a pastor at Refuge.Church?
Jesus happened!!! And his grace flipped my world upside down.
Today I’m just a beggar who has found some bread, and attempting to show others where I found a never ending supply.
Karen and I are High-School sweethearts (married 20+ years). We live in Alva with three daughters, a chocolate Labrador (who won AFV for being so bad), a poodle (long story), and two cats (I don’t even like cats) . Our home is a zoo!!!
My favorite book of the Bible is Romans, and my favorite verse is Romans 8:1.