Friday, December 30, 2011

2011 in Review......

What a year! 2011 bought so many surprises, challenges and adventures. Each year at this time I reflect on how God has watched over me, my family and ministry. There are so many experiences to Thank God for and so I decided to do this review.

 Memorable Moments:
  • Going on Vacation with my family to Orlando
  • Going on dates with Teresa. We LOVE going to One world cafe, 30-30 and P.Heights main street 
  • Building a surprise pergola for Teresa while she was away.
  • Seeing Ethan (my son) play drum's at Mission Peoria and main Riverside services with the youth worship band.
  • Seeing Clay (my son) develop tremendously as a soccer player
  • Reading Joy's (my daughter) AMAZING God inspired songs
  • Watching Rachel Ray cooking shows with Joy
  • Taking the boys to see Manchester United play at Soldier field in Chicago (ROONEY!!!)
  • Lunch time dates with my kids
  • Mission Peoria 2011/ BackPack Peoria - so many memories
  • Going to the headquarters of Risen Drums in Minneapolis with Mike Smith from Leeland
  • Visiting Urban Ventures in Minneapolis 
  • Sitting and chatting with Amy Grant about Dream Center Peoria
  • Connecting with Bill Allison and the Palco guys monthly
  • Spending the day with Stu G
There is so many more moments but time and space will not allow.

Top 5 cd:
Switchfoot - Dark Horses
Worship Central live - Spirit Break Out
One Sonic Society - All 3 E.P's(One, Sonic and Society)
Matt Redman - 10,000 Reasons
Leeland - The Great Awakening

Top 3 books:

Bear Grylls - Mud, Sweat and Tears (Interview from Hillsongs Part1 and Part 2
Matthew Barnett - The Cause within you

Top 3 concerts/ Events:
WinterJam 2011
Jars of Clay at Riverside

Top 3 new TV shows:
X Factor
An Idiot abroad
Good Look Charlie

Top 3 movies:
The Kings Speech
Soul Surfer
Pirates of the Caribbean - On Stranger Tides

Goals for 2012:
To get closer to God daily
To love, Honor and Cherish my wife, even more, each and everyday
To love and grow closer to my 3 incredible kids 
To serve people the local church as much as I can
To impact this City more than ever before


Friday, December 23, 2011

Smile. Eat. Receive - Impacting Families at Christmas Time

I just wanted to Thank everyone who was a part of Smile. Eat. Receive. What an amazing day.

Here is a few number's for you:

  • We took 287 family portraits.Each family received an 8 by 10 portrait and 5, 4 by 6's
  • Hundreds of people walked through the photo studio on Saturday.
  • Hair stylists and make up artist's helped transform people who were not ready to photographed 
  • We served 250 dinners
  • Over $10,000 dollars in gifts (1000 gifts to be exact) were give away to the children of the families
  • 100 door prizes during the dinner. 
  • Close to 100 amazing volunteers serving
  • The Hope store served over 300 clients and gave extra Christmas gifts away to each of them
  • We bused in 30 families from Taft homes that we work with every week at Metro Kids, to a special Portraits/ Christmas party/ Dinner

The stories were amazing.

One homeless gentleman(in this picture below) had not had his picture taken since 1979. He was a character that I loved having at the Dream Center.

We were shooting video all day with some amazing help from a few couples. One of the couples were Keith Brown and Tiffany Alexandria from Forward // Motion Productions. They were capturing the stories from people. They came to me at one point nearly in tears as they were hearing how people felt about the experience. The words "I feel beautiful and Thank you"  kept being mentioned to them.

We will have a video shortly of the event to show soon. 

I sat with an older African American grandfather who was there on his own. He said to me "So what else do you do at The Dream Center?" I shared with him real quick about all the kids and youth programs we did. He turned to me and said "I want to be an advocate for you guys, how can I help this younger generation?"


One of my favorite families that I personally work with are a hispanic family who come to our indoor soccer program. The WHOLE family plays with us, including the mom. I told them about it on the Thursday night at soccer and they all showed up for  pictures.....In their Soccer uniforms! They loved it! The smiles and appreciation were massive! They couldn't remember the last time they had had a family picture taken.  

But we are not finished yet, Robbie Criss and Kim Goodman (two of our youth outreach workers) delivered portraits to the families this week along with a children's bible story book ($50 value) that was giving to every family from Taft homes that were a part of the event, compliments of Hoerr's Berean Bookstore

In addition they will be giving away a 15lb ham compliments of Family Video. In the end it looks like a very successful weekend. 

Here is a  blog post from one of our 15 photographers. Many of them came to me and Jeff after they were done and were in tears. They have never been a part of something like this and want to be a part of it again. I believe we planted a seed in most of them. To show them what the Church is actually about.....GIVING!
Ricardo's Blog 

Thanks again to all who made this day possible. Starbucks, Peoria Color, Walgreens, Panera, Jimmy Johns are just a few companies that really stepped up to the plate at this event.

As I look back on the event, the day felt like the early days of BackPack Peoria. Who knows what will happen in the future at Smile. Eat. Receive 

Monday, October 10, 2011

Still Hearing The Effect's Of Mission Peoria

Today I awoke to an email that completely made my day. It was from someone who was on Mission Peoria this year.
J.T. sent me his reflections on Mission Peoria. He not only talked about how God had used him to help Impact lives but also how God had Challenged him to live life differently for God.

This short video shows you how God Impacted a City through young people who were ready to "Run Hard" after him.

Below is the email that he sent me.

Mission Peoria Reflections
By J.T. Henderson

            As I strolled towards the Dream Center, a tall building with the letters “dcp” plastered across the front, I was greeted by the chaotic lines of an anxious crowd. I was awestruck at the number of people who were attending this community event. When I saw the joyful faces of the children frolicking in the parking lot, my heart swelled with happiness. Winding my way through the masses in the blazing summer sun, I was relieved to step inside the air-conditioned building. Spotting my group leader, I asked where my assistance was needed. When I learned of my assignment, I was excited that I would be working alongside my friends. I climbed the long steps dodging the adults and kids waiting. Entering the gymnasium, I noticed thousands of backpacks lining the walls and stacked on tables. As the children received their backpacks filled with school supplies, I shared in their delight. Realizing the amount of effort that went into this event, I admired those who donated their time and money to make it possible. I thought with amazement, I am actually a part of Backpack Peoria!

            Backpack Peoria was the conclusion to the weeklong camp I attended known as Mission Peoria. On June 20th, 2011, I began an incredible journey from my home in Hawaii to the fascinating state of Illinois. I was thrilled to see family and friends in my former hometown of Peoria. When my youth pastor, Brian, described Mission Peoria, I proposed the idea to my parents. When they said yes, I envisioned all the fun that I would have when the week finally came.  Mission Peoria began at 2:00 PM on July 25th. As I arrived at the Dream Center I was embraced by the bedlam of hundreds of kids milling about. Then a youth leader, Alex, guided me to the nearby church which would become my home away from home for the next week. The room in which I was directed to place my sleeping bag was fairly spacious, but still almost filled to the bursting point.

             Afterwards, I made my way back to the Dream Center for orientation. As I surveyed the gym where orientation was being held, I noticed the hundreds of excited kids ready to begin their weeklong journey with Mission Peoria. As I scanned the crowd for a familiar face, my eyes fell upon a group of kids from my church. Suddenly, the sound of a English brogue directed my attention to the speaker, Andy King, Director of the Dream Center. As he welcomed us, I listened intently to his instructions and my enthusiasm to begin helping people grew. My team, Cobalt Blue, boarded one of the Mission Peoria busses to ride to Glen Oak, an area of downtown Peoria. Glen Oak Church, an aged, grand building, would be our post for the children’s program known as “Baseline.” From there, we walked door to door handing out fliers regarding Baseline. I worried that it might not go well, but we were given a very warm reception from kids and adults. Later in the day, we played some games and rocked out with a group of musicians, our “band” for the rest of the week. As I crawled into my sleeping bag, I thanked God for a phenomenal first day.

            A light as bright as the sun invaded my sleepy eyes. It’s morning already? I wondered. I pulled myself out of my sleeping bag, glanced around the room, and noticed most people were already up. I then looked at my lanyard and saw that it was time for devotions, so I grabbed my Bible and my devotion book and trekked towards the cafeteria. On my way I tried to wake myself up. I did my devotions and braced myself for the rush of kids coming to breakfast. The cafeteria turned into a madhouse very quickly. After breakfast, I made my way to the parking lot where the busses were kept. There were many kids milling about the busses waiting, like me, for the command to board them. It’s almost time to leave for the service project, I thought with excitement. We were given the signal, so I climbed into the bus and took a seat. Kids flooded into the bus and filled every available seat. Then, we were on our way. At the service project, my job was mostly picking up shingles at a roof repair site. I was impressed with the amount of workers helping the elderly owners of the house. When the service project was over, I was exhausted and famished. When we arrived at our sleeping quarters, I made my way to the cafeteria. I quickly got in line; kids were stacked up in front and in back of me. As I chose my food, the aroma was intoxicating. I sat down by my friends and demolished the meal. Next, I was off to practice for Baseline and was one of the first to arrive. We discussed everybody’s jobs and then, headed back to the parking lot where we boarded another bus. Once at the Baseline site, we set up. One by one neighborhood kids walked over, picked up a toy, and began playing with us. I thought that was pretty fun. After we completed Baseline, we ate dinner. When dinner was complete, we had free time. I played a card game known as Mao with my friends, and then went to the evening service. How great is this? I marveled as the band played. The room was so packed, I could hardly breathe. The message from the guest speaker was phenomenal! After the service, I attended youth group. When the long day was done, night was upon us. I climbed into my sleeping bag, and closed my eyes. This was a typical day at Mission Peoria.

            It started Friday morning during announcements. We were informed of the special “surprise” that would occur at the end of the day. The surprise was front row seats to see the famous band, Jars of Clay, perform! Waiting for the concert was tortuous. Finally, we were told to enter the auditorium where the concert was being held. I was almost bursting with anticipation. First, an opening group of musicians played a few songs. Then, Jars of Clay introduced themselves. The crowd was electrified. The rest of the concert was great. After a couple of hours, the night was over. That was an epic last night at Mission Peoria.

            Reflecting back on Mission Peoria, I realize that I had many meaningful experiences. For instance, handing out fliers for Baseline helped me see the living conditions of the inner city. Baseline showed me that the Lord can bring joy even in difficult circumstances. Our daily youth group increased my spiritual life substantially. Together, the nightly band and the Jars of Clay concert inspired me to work especially hard on learning piano and guitar with the goal of someday playing in a Christian band. Backpack Peoria really helped show me how thankful the kids were for something so small as a backpack. It also made me more thankful for my possessions, as most of the kids don’t have nearly as much as I do. I’m really thankful for the people that made Mission Peoria possible and I look forward to being a part of it next year!

More information about Mission Peoria 2012 will be available in early 2012

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Standing before the Ultimate Creator

Its not a secret, I love Apple products. So hearing the news of Steve Jobs death at the young age of 56 was hard for me. I will never forget where I was when I heard the news of his death and I feel it was significant.  I was standing in a worship service at the Dream Center, singing to the ultimate creator of all time. As I stood there a thought came to my mind. Steve Jobs is now standing before God, making an account of his life. I don't know what happened between God and Steve in those last few days of his life but what I do know is that we all will stand before God one day. The words I long to hear are also the words I pray Steve heard from God last night...."Well done Good and Faithful servant."

Steve was a very private man but a man who I feel lived like everyday was his last day on earth. I end this blog with a speech he did at Stanford in 2005. A speech that painted a picture of his life and also showed  a picture of death. Steve Jobs, you will be missed

"I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.
The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?
It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.
And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.
I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.
During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.
My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."

Thursday, July 21, 2011

WMBD31 TV Welcome's Dream Center Peoria


I was honor to be asked on to the set of a new TV show here in Peoria. "Living- Well" is a new live show that highlights events, personalities and programs in the City.

I was on the show talking about  BackPack Peoria. Dr. Lathan, the superintendent of District 150 schools joined me. District 150 asked if they could partner with us this year at our BackPack Peoria event. We are delighted to work so closely with the school district, not just with this project, but with all the programs we have at DCP. Its our 10th year of doing BackPack and we have helped over 16,000 families over the years.

BackPack Peoria will take place at
Dream Center Peoria
July 30th

This year we will have at the event:

- Over 2000 Backpacks loaded with school supplies
- 1000 uniform gift cards
- 2000 meals
- Medical exams
- Dental exams
- Expo highlighting over 40 agencies
- Kids carnival area
- District 150 new mobile resource center

If you missed the TV show, here is the link:

Living Well Show

If you would like to help financialy with this program, please help by clicking HERE

Thursday, May 12, 2011

What! A Hip-Hop Church at Dream Center Peoria!

Time to do things Different!
Since the start of the year, Dream Center Peoria (DCP) has not stopped to pause for a breathe. We live to impact families living in poverty, starting with the kids and youth. Thats what makes us get up in a morning. Thats what drives us each and everyday. Seeing kids and young people changed daily, not just  socially, educationally and economically but also spiritually.

Church - DCP Style
So we decided to do something that was totally off the wall. We would start a Hip Hop church called "The Basement." Over the last 6-9 months we had been working with a team of like minded people, from many different churches, to create a Christian Hip Hop experience where there would be a no "Cringe" factor. Where we could address issues that are relevant to a Hip Hop Culture. The Basement would be a place where young people from the inner City would come face to face with the reality of who God is and why he sent his son to a messed up world to die for them.

Just days before the launch we realized that we had made a big error. We were launching this on "Prom" weekend. Our hearts and heads dropped. What were we thinking?
I turned to the staff and said "God has called us to do this now, lets not backdown, lets go forward and whoever God want's here, he will get them here"

As we were waiting for kids to arrive, i could sense an excitement in the air, something was about to happen, something that we had never experienced before.

As the kids started coming we realized that Prom was not a factor. We used local christian rappers, DJ's, singers, speakers. We even had a place for kids, who did not go to prom, could get their pictures taken with family or friends.

Lets get this party started!
We were amazed. We had over 130 young people come and experience church like never before. The message was given and over 50 kids responded to the alter call to give their lives to Christ. AMAZING! That would have started a major party in heaven this last Saturday night.

It doesn't end there. Its only the beginning. WE NEED HELP! We saw a massive need to have more adults here to care for the kids, love on the kids and mentor the kids. The service is geared for Junior and Senior High schoolers. If you can help, make a point to be

@Dream Center Peoria, The 1st Saturday of each month from 6pm-8pm

I could not pass up a chance to let you hear some of the music videos that we play at "The Basement"


Sunday, March 13, 2011

Church Art's departments CAN make a difference!

Just under 2 years ago I remember sitting in the living room of Martin and Anna Smith. We were in England, as a family, on Vacation and The Smiths had welcomed us into their home for a few days. Martin was the lead singer for the worship band “Delirious” and wrote many of the classic worship songs that we now sing in churches like “I could sing of your love forever, Majesty, Do you feel the mountains tremble?,Thank you for saving me and Raindown”  He had just announced that Delirious was finishing as a band and that Him and his wife were being moved to help global poverty through the arts and they created Compassionart.
As I sat with them I turned to Martin and said “Compassionarts is an absolutely fantastic way to help fight Global poverty but how do we make it impact on local poverty, using local church musicians, singers, dancers, drama teams, design/ web guys, AV teams, Sound teams?” Martin turned to me and said “I don’t know, but you need to figure it out Andy”
As I looked at what we do with kids and youth at Dream Center Peoria, I felt God challenge me to create a Creative Arts After school program where we could challenge the church Arts departments to give back to kids and youth that are in need and that have had most forms of the Arts cut from there schools. 
Showing a kid how to play the guitar or drums, instructing a young lady how to take professional pictures or design a poster. Taking a team of kids and creating a choir that can share the gospel and show Hope. Thats what God challenged me with. Use the greatest resource that the church has(The arts) to Impact kids live’s in the inner City of Peoria.

The Birth of "Freedom Arts Project". 

One of the greatest resources that the church has worldwide is musicians, singers, poets, dancers, artist’s, mentors and people who truly care for those in need

Imagine the church stepping out of the church and providing their communities with the resources to allow kids living in poverty, to start to dream or to rekindle that dream again, in the whole area of the ARTS.

Freedom Arts Project aims to change the community by teaching young people, from the inner city, lessons in the arts in a safe environment. Junior and senior high students participate one night a week in an 8-week course. The classes encourage young people, who otherwise would be unable to attend art classes, to pursue old and new passions in the arts.

Get involved and help change a life. 

If your interested please come to the next volunteers meeting on:
March 15th ,  6:30pm
Dream Center Peoria
714 Hamilton Blvd, Peoria, Il

Wednesday, January 26, 2011



"There is nothing wrong with change, if it is in the right direction"
- Winston Churchill

What a powerful word. A word that either challenges people or paralyzes people. It can direct you in  a path of frustration or a path of release. The way we view change and more importantly, respond to change can impact the course of our lives.
When I came across this quote from Churchill, it stuck out to me. 

Change has been in the air. I hear it from family and friends. People are changing so many things this time of year. Diets, habits, jobs, lifestyles, beliefs and even spouses!

If I was to add something to Churchill's quote it would "There is nothing wrong with change, if its in the right direction that God wants for your life."

If your in the middle of Change, make sure its what God wants for your life. Remember there is one thing that never changes...and thats Gods passion for you and your life. Listen to God, read his word, be challenged by people who you would see as mentors in your life and make a change...If its in the right direction.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year!

Welcome to 2011 and to the new blog. 
Theres a few changes and I promise more updates than last year. 

But till then, its "New Years Day"