Changing of the guard?

A different Heitzig prepping for the pulpit
Jesse Lusko and his shadow
Out of work for a Wednesday night, Skip is lost and wandering around Santa Fe on his bike :)

I've been working with Skip for over 25 years and we've had a lot of fun. You can tell a little bit by this pic in Santa Fe yesterday at the theatre we looked at for a potential video campus on a bike ride. The Lord has let us do some amazing things around the world and in New Mexico, where a huge church has grown out of a home Bible study. (We are both proof positive that God uses the foolish things of the world.)

That is ancient history.

We are going full bore into the future, gospel guns blazing. Hopefully, many years of spiritual adventures lie ahead. I was struck last night by my son Jesse opening the midweek service, and finding Nate Heitzig in his dad's office readying his study. Nate did a nice job in the pulpit.

Of course I had the mandatory flashback of Nate in a bike trailer at about 3 years of age, as his dad pulled him around Breckenridge when we lived in Colorado. But back to this planet......

This isn't the first time a different Heitzig-Lusko duo was on the loose. Skip mentored Levi and

hired him as his youth pastor.

Then there was Daniel and Nate as roommates. You do not want to know. Just think of a much smarter and more devious version of Jim Carrey and Jeff Daniels in Dumb and Dumber.

Good times, great oldies as the classic rock stations say.

A changing of the guard? Not yet, but I am looking over my shoulder. And I like what I see.

I finally wore him out......

I consider an afternoon with Jaxon to be a challenge. Which one of us will wear out first?

Today, I am victorious. Dropped him in his tracks.  

This is how I will look after my weekend however. I have two three hour leadership sessions to teach, sandwiched between a 'quick' drive to Colorado Springs to pick up my niece so she can go to Lonetree Bible Camp with her cousin Heidi who arrives in from Belize Sunday night, only to head out Monday morning. Move over Jaxon. 

Michigan!

Cool tech. At our hotel in Chicago, the mirror had a TV built into it. Excellent. Not very practical, but I got to get me one of these.

Larissa meets Lake Michigan. Big enough to be an ocean.
Marlette High School Football & Track field. Home of the Red Raiders. Good days.
Marlette, Michigan. I was raised in a small town. (Thank you John Cougar)

A weekend trip to Michigan included my high school reunion in Marlette where I (theoretically) grew up.
Let's just say it was a rural community. I lived on a 40 acre ranch with 20 horses. And my family.
I left for college after high school and never went back because my parents eventually moved to
California. Marlette hasn't changed much. It had one stoplight then, and has exploded to 2 now.
Going to a reunion is both strange and wonderful. It was very cool to see some close friends from sports and college, because some went to Central with me as well. But wow, seriously, I had not seen some folks since the first week of June in 1969, and it was stunning to put names with faces.

Quite a challenge, but all in all, it was worth the trip. I was able to show Larissa the farmhouse I lived in while our home was being built. Very nostalgic, does make me miss my parents.

Also stopped by the MHS track & football field for some 'Glory Days' flashbacks as Bruce Springsteen would say.
We stayed in East Lansing where I did some grad work and had my first real radio job. (not counting college radio and a summer job for $2.27 an hour on air in Grayling)
WVIC was real radio, I went there with my roommate Jim Johnson who ended up as a morning show fixture on W4, WRIF and other stations in Detroit.

Then it was back to reality. Business, meetings, shuffling papers. But it was 40 years ago this week that Armstrong set foot on the moon. I remember that night very well. 1969 was a year that changed everything. Woodstock, etc. Out of high school, into college in Mt. Pleasant and, then it all began.