Spouse: Cori
Family: Ryan, Nicole, Devon, and Kyle (all adults) and 4 grandchildren
Hobbies & Interests: Cori and I live on a 20-acre farm just outside of York, where we raise sheep, cows, chickens—and more dogs than any one family probably should.
Brief story of how you came to faith: I’ve always been spiritually inclined. Growing up Catholic, I took my faith seriously serving as an altar boy and even considering the priesthood. In my teens, my family left the Catholic Church and joined the Worldwide Church of God (WCG), a legalistic, works-based group focused on Old Testament laws, like Sabbath-keeping, dietary rules, and multiple tithes.
In college, I started to examine and own my faith. I came to believe that Jesus died for my sins, and that salvation was by grace, and I was baptized. But even then, I felt I had to earn it—working hard, keeping the laws, and doing my part. For years, I struggled under the weight of trying to measure up: observing the Sabbath, navigating complicated tithing rules, even avoiding doctors due to misplaced faith. It became exhausting, and over time, it felt more like a burden than joy.
A turning point came when our son Ryan nearly died from a burst appendix. During that crisis, I surrendered to Jesus in a way I never had before—not to bargain, but to truly trust Him, no matter the outcome. That moment reshaped my faith.
A few years later, WCG experienced a dramatic transformation. The focus shifted from law-keeping to grace, from religion to relationship. There was a dramatic realization Christ had fulfilled the need to keep the Sabbath, holidays, tithes, and all the other laws. His life, death, resurrection, grace, and a personal relationship with Him took center stage. Cori and I embraced this change with newfound passion.
Looking back, my journey has had many twists and turns. Even when my theology was screwed up, Jesus remained faithful. Through the Holy Spirit, God called me into a relationship with Him. I’ve come to realize that I cannot rely on my own efforts or righteousness, and nothing I do can meet God’s standards.
The more I grow, the more I see how desperately sinful my heart is. But I have a Savior, and I rest in faith that Jesus paid it all. I am a child of God, and I praise the God who saves.