Thanksgiving is approaching and I would like to extend my series of posts on this (Part 1, Part 2) with the hope in all of this. The victims sister has asked me to pass on the following to our community of Murrieta and my neighborhood: Read the rest of this entry »

Greg Sidders in one of his last acts as our senior pastor decided to make official my acquiring of his stapler. I found this note on my desk this morning.

Greg, I will miss partnering with you. I have learned much about communicating and appreciate your passion to keep things about what’s important in your teaching–Jesus! Saying goodbye is not fun–minus you allowing me to poke fun at you in front of the whole church about having dibs on your stapler.

I pray that your book becomes a best seller, that your new ministry life will be even more exciting and rewarding and for your family to be blessed beyond your dreams! Thanks for inviting me to be part of such an amazing church, staff and community!

-Rich

What do you do when you are 20 years of age, a male and working in an office where you are the only one of your gender? Add to the question the fact that it is the office potluck this week and you have to fully participate or else. It was painful enough to breathe in estrogen-filled air where all the jokes, stories and speech echoed a Lifetime Network movie. Now certain humiliation seemed my destiny for that week.

I worked as an accounting clerk for a main office of a large retailer. The part of my job I liked was finding errors and reporting them to Loss Prevention to the two former cops–i.e. pudgy guys in corduroy jackets. In today’s paperless world it is hard to imagine carbon credit card receipts and miles of register tape being manually reconciled, but indeed that was 1986. With an increasing speed at the 10-key calculator and an eye for irregularities I might make something of myself..well, not really. Read the rest of this entry »

We just went to my son’s open house for his class. Being a 5th grader, my son has it made. He is not sure of that now, but he will one day look back on this last year of elementary education with fondness–at least I hope so. What is it like for him? Read the rest of this entry »