HeavenQuake… (on LOIS PETERSON)

There was a high magnitude quake in the evangelistic spiritual realm over Chicago today. At its epicenter was the passing away of one of the finest evangelists I have ever known.

I first heard the name of Lois Peterson disdainfully–almost as if the speaker was spitting. She was not popular among the old guard at my church.

  • “I can’t believe that she lets people smoke at her Bible study.”
  • “A woman shouldn’t teach men.”
  • “She’s not under anybody’s authority.”
  • “She doesn’t believe in the old sin nature.”
  • “Her ear rings are too big.”
  • “She said ‘damn’.”

Others despised her for these reasons. The rest of us loved her for them.

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A Tribute to My Mentors

“No man makes himself.”

A handful of man made an enormous difference in my life. Here I pay tribute to each one.

Roy Giovannetti. My Dad. Truck Driver. Bartender. Golf Pro. Taught me to play baseball and to always catch with two hands. Generous. Worked two jobs to support our family. One of the funniest men I’ve ever met. Laughs easily at himself. Wrestled with my brother and me on the floor. Made me go to church. Disciplined me, but never once raised his hand in anger. A good man, lives in Florida. I love you Dad.

Karl Schneider. My Sunday School teacher at Grace Gospel Church. Though the church dissolved a decade ago, the fruit remains. Karl was a second father to me. Drove 35 minutes one way to pick me up for church events. Taught me God’s Word faithfully. Involved in my life from age 8 into my 20’s. Urged me to pray, to be in God’s Word, and to please Jesus. Karl (now in heaven) was one of the most creative men I met. He invented the machines that made Milk Duds.  He led worship from a guitar, and had all the kids in church bring their instruments (mine was a baritone ukelele and a piano). Continue reading