I remember the first time I played drums in a sound cage. I was completely surrounded by sound proof panels, even above my head. I'm sure the cage worked...because...I couldn't hear a thing! The problem with these things isn’t the benefit of muffling the drums so as to not overwhelm the audience. The problem is that without proper headset speakers, the drummer is also unable to hear as well—in this case not at all. I remember that since we didn’t have headset monitors, I couldn’t hear the rest of the band and had to watch the keyboard player’s foot tapping to be sure that we were all in sync. It was VERY challenging and kind of scary too! I lot of Christians are like I was that day...flying

When I was a kid, I was part of a Boy’s Club, similar to Cub Scouts. We did lots of fun things, including attending an old Buffalo Braves Basketball game together one evening at the Buffalo Memorial Auditorium. Being boys, we were sometimes more interested in things other than what was being presented and that night was no exception. One of the guys made a paper airplane that must have set a world record. Being cheap, we were sitting at the very top of the auditorium in the “nose bleed section” near the roof. When my friend let the plane go however, we never would have imagined how long it would stay in the air. Catching updrafts from fans on the floor, the plan circled and circled—bopping u

Over the years, I’ve learned not to trust the media. Like the time former CT State Gov. John Rowland was going through his troubles prior to his first jail term. Several of us planned to go to the capital to pray for our state and for the governor and his family. When we arrived, the media was everywhere. A NY Times reporter walked up to me and said, “So…how well do you know the governor?” “Well,” I replied, “I’m not on his Christmas list, but we know each other.” “No,” she clarified, “I mean did he ASK you to come here today?” I knew immediately that she was looking to claim that the Gov. was trying to look innocent by surrounding himself with clergy. “No,” I answered, “He’s probably more s

I had to leave home for an African mission trip a day early due to the threat of a snow storm. It was a crazy, hectic day, but thanks to my wife Karen, it actually turned-out great! My beautiful bride did laundry, helped me pack, made me breakfast and sent me off with tons of love and kisses. I didn’t want to leave, but know that I want to do God’s work wherever the door opens. Karen made it so easy to get everything done and leave without being stressed-out. Thank you Jesus for such an awesome wife! I know some consider it old fashioned, but I love Proverbs 31. As much as I recognize my wife's success as a professional and her equal spiritual status before God, (see Gal. 3:28), I appreciat