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As I move to my more permanent position as the Senior Pastor of Greeley First Christian Church, my Lyft driving has moved from 80-100 rides a week to maybe 15-20.  I will hit 4,000 rides sometime in August.  What this means to the Blog that I have come to truly enjoy, is that I am […]

I was in the southwest part of old Denver. I don’t remember ever being in this specific part of town. What a lot of people do not know about the metropolitan area here, is that at one time, towns like Littleton, Wheat Ridge, Arvada, Lakewood and Golden were all separate communities surrounded by small farms. […]

I had just finished a very busy Thursday at my new gig with Greeley FCC.  I was out on the west side of town so I thought I would go home to Denver via I-25 during rush hour.  This is a bit like deciding to head to Safeway the day before Thanksgiving.   I thought […]

Last night I celebrated my son Mateo’s 40th birthday two days early. In the semi-chaos of our lives I was able to meet him and my daughter-in-law at the Sushi Den on South Pearl St. I have heard wonderful things about it for years but this was the first time for all of us. We […]

My life has taken a very interesting new direction.  I am “Back in The Saddle Again”.  It looks like I will be serving as the Senior Pastor at Greeley First Christian Church for the foreseeable future.  In the past 19 months I have logged 3805 Lyft rides – you might call that ‘full time’.   […]

So I am on a one week Lyft sabbath.  I am currently in Tulsa, America, where I am reconnecting with a few dozen friends who began college together in August of 1967, at Phillips University.  When we walked into the venue last night with the normal anxiety that seems to accompany these kinds of moments, […]

I had just finished a very interesting ride with a young man who is the intermediary between doctors, organ donors, and recipients.  We were going from central Denver to the Tech Center.  We had an engaging conversation about my days as an ambulance driver and years in pastoral ministry, and his time as a Navy […]

It was 1987 and my daughters were 13 and 14.  We had stopped in to see my Grandmother Opal, who lived in a retirement high rise in Colorado Springs.  She was 93 years old and still living independently in a facility where she had outlived every person who had been there when she moved in.  […]

So I began the morning in the rain at 6am. I was not driving for Lyft but rather playing in a charity golf tournament up in Broomfield. It was a “best ball scramble” tournament which is the only kind of golf match that I would dare show my face in. For those of you not […]

I am asked about once a month how I found myself in ministry. It’s an interesting question, that has no simple answer. I usually say things like “I backed into it” or “I got one of those TO OCCUPANT invites.” Or “I sucked at golf so I tried something where I could work on Sunday. […]