I was born in the Northeast US and raised in a Congregationalist church.  I was an active attendant of the church since recovering from a 1957 Chevy Bel Air literally run over me at the age of three.  After having my head cracked open, I became quite aware of my surroundings.

I attended services as an independent soul.  My parents took me often, but more often than not, I would get on my bike and travel the two miles by myself.  On those days, I would sit by myself in the sanctuary, separated from the youth who were my peers.  They went to the smaller "kids" based service in the chapel.

I planned to become a minister at the age of seven.  My focus changed during confirmation class.  I had the gall to ask a question of the teacher.  Why was the word for God, elohim, in my bible plural?  I had learned that the first usage of "royal we" began with Beowulf in 725, a few thousand years after Moses wrote the Law. Instead of offering an explanation, the teacher told me to press the "I Believe" button and let the class continue. My interest in God did not wane; my interest in orthodoxy did.  I wanted to know what God wanted for me.  I did continue with the confirmation class, I knew I would need a church affiliation to become ordained one day.

After confirmation, I began to attend other churches to find the true church of God.  After exhausting the Protestant faiths, I turned briefly to Catholicism and found another place of false hope.  I believed at this time there was no church on earth for God; He had abandoned us.  I turned to Satanism for a spell and found truly happy people.  Their god required little of them, but still had problems.  I couldn't buy into the "my happiness before yours" line, so I disassociated.

By now, I was an adult and had completely given up on ordination.  I lived a secular life, albeit I still prayed to God for guidance.  I experienced a miracle a few years back. God slowed me down with a TIA, mini-stroke with no evidence.  I live now with permanent vertigo, partial hearing loss and massive migraines.  Though this may not seem ideal, it brought about a shift in my priorities.  No longer could I strive for long hours and high pay at a computer career.  Now I have nothing but time.

I finally found a church willing to ordain me ,Universal Ministries .  I had zero formal education, but that did not matter to them.  Even though my ordination is not accepted by my state, it did prove to me that God will find a way.

"You did not choose me. I chose you and sent you out to produce fruit, the kind of fruit that will last. ...". (John 15:16 CEV)

I strived to start a church but my physical problem kept me from doing too much, so the idea fizzled. I turned to what I knew, the Internet; there, my work, could be seen by billions.  In all my efforts I strive for the truth about the word of God and hope that this truth can be felt by the readers of the works posted on these pages.  I have taken a long path in arriving back at where I began, desirous to tell others that God loves them.