I was raised in a Christian home. We went to church as a family as long as I can remember back, until we moved the summer of 8th grade. Although we could never find a new church that my folks liked, I still never stop believing in God, but He was not very personal. Near the end of high school, I dated a girl who was an Episcopalian. I was struck with the quiet, holy feeling environment. Unknown to me at the time, I had found a Church home. Eventually, after high school and a stint in the Navy, I went to college and began attending the Episcopal Church across the street from the University’s Union Building. It was there, while serving as the crucifer one Sunday that, as I entered into the Sanctuary, I heard a voice in my mind that said, “This is where you belong.” From then on I wanted to be a priest.
That did not happen for several years. But one college education, and two occupations later, I was studying for the priesthood. However, I still didn’t have a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. I knew that I loved God and was devoted to His Church. I thought that was it…or all there was to it, but was I sure surprised when one evening at a large prayer meeting in the Parish Hall of a Church in Cincinnati, I asked Jesus to be my personal Lord and Savior and to baptize me with the Holy Spirit. As the saying goes, “Never the same again!”
My passion for the last almost 50 years has been and still is to see the person, name, and presence of Jesus Christ made known in His Church and in His people. There are two Scripture verses that have meant the most to me in the last almost fifty years. The first is Isaiah 41: 9b-10 and the second is 1 Peter 5:10. Both have been of great support, encouragement, and blessing as I have worked over the years to remain faithful to that call from one Sunday morning while in college. And God has been faithful. It has not always been easy, but He has always been there when I have needed Him and called upon Him.