My Story

My story began with a childhood of mixed messages and sexual abuse. This touched the core of my being and skewed everything. I buried the memories to survive.

Hungry to be loved, I became a performing animal. I over-achieved at everything, but the emptiness remained.

More hits came. I lost friends. My parents divorced. My dad died in front of me. My mom attempted suicide. Life, my life, was falling apart.

Another family took me in. I began to experience love and acceptance on a new level. My heart began to settle. My healing journey began.

I found myself wanting to help other wounded hearts heal and grow. Over the next three decades, I served as a campus minister, a missionary in Japan, an entrepreneur in Hawaii, and a pastor. I’m currently a writer, chaplain, and grief counselor with Hospice Brazos Valley in central Texas.

After walking through deep valleys with thousands of people, I can say the following with confidence:

• We’ve all been wounded
• Healing isn’t for sissies 
• We’re all designed for impact
• The world needs us
• We must heal

I’m a fellow struggler. I still bear the scars of my wounds. I grieve, get anxious, worry, and battle fear regularly. But I’m healing, and I’m growing.

We’re in this together, and I’d like to help.

Healing is out there, and it’s closer than you think. You are not alone. Let’s begin talking, now.