Ps. 111 [The Message]

I have opted to include more personal testimonies in this blog as a way to give glimpses of our (Patty and me) faith journey.

When I was going through music school (Bowling Green State University College of Musical Arts, ’73-’77), we were dirt poor. Between GI educational benefits, a part-time cleaning job at a daycare, and Patty babysitting children, we made it. Patty would do our landlord’s wife’s hair for $1.50 per week which bought our milk. But WE ALWAYS HAD MILK. God always made a way for us to eat. He’s our great Provider … Jehovah-Jireh.