That’s what the last 8 months have been. [this is not a cry fest, whine fest, or attempt to get self-promotion or show you how tough we are...anyway.]

When you receive a call from GOD, it’s supposed to be AMAZING right? The heavens open, trumpets sounds, angels sing, the path is slippery smooth and downhill!

Of course people will be extremely supportive, majorly encouraging, and fired up for your “obedience to the call of God”?

Well, maybe not always.

Our team has pushed through. Some are here, some are still there. Some are still pushing. Some are still being called.

Our family has endured 2 moves and a bunch of uncertainty. We miss our church, our friends and our family, and yes…it has been tough.

But we are here. And today it becomes real for me. Why?

Today is our first “staff meeting.” I have a blank sheet of paper and today we begin to jot out with our team what our mission and vision will begin to be.

We plan to start to form some God picture for how we are going to kick satan’s butt and start to put some life into 22+ cities out here in Utah that have no “churches” in them. [again if you are new, that's not a typo...there are ZERO.]

So roll out the toilet paper…we are about ready to wipe and flush. And man, it feels good!

["Many are the plans in a man's heart, but the COUNSEL OF THE LORD is what will stand!" prov. 19.21]