It seemed like a good idea at the time. I had been talking to our friends, Dick and Brenda David, and they invited me and Dad down Florida way for a visit. It’s January…hmm, lets see…January in the “land of the chosen frozen” or January in Venice, Florida. Florida won so I called Dad, “Hey …
Four simple words, but these four words would set in motion events that would change our life and ministry. It was 1986 and the snow was flying in Beltsville and what does a good ole southern boy living in the land of the chosen frozen do when the snow flies – he heads south. When …
Who knew an empty closet can speak — I certainly didn’t. Just a few days ago I had the task of putting Janice’s clothes in boxes. I never would have thought that something so simple could be so hard to do and at the same time emotionally painful. As I stood before the empty closet …
I’ve been traveling in and out of Romania since 1990, but this exit from Timisoara was the most interesting by far. Not to put too fine a point on it, but I did not exit on schedule. When the security officer started tearing my carry-on apart, I knew this was not a good sign. Finally, …
My “unplanned journey” has taken twists and turns and the road hasn’t always been smooth, but all along the way God has given me a song in my heart. When Janice passed away, music became a haven for me. I listened to good Gospel songs each night as I tried to find sleep. One of the songs …
It seems we are programmed to see what we want to see. At my twenty-fifth High School reunion, one of my class mates said, “Wesley, you haven’t changed a bit.” I told her I must have been the oldest 18 year old in the history of the world. Of course I have changed in more …
The other day, I decided to write a blog. Strange, since I don’t really know what a blog is. The motivation for writing is two-fold: I want to give testimony to the faithfulness of God and my church family at Maranatha Fellowship, and hope that my writing will aid in the grieving process. Janice and …