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The Walk Off

It was a warm twilight night in the summer of 2006. I was standing in a field along with about 25 others who attended Life Connections. Though it would seem weird to many, our family and the group were pouring olive oil and praying over the five and a half acres that had been given to us in the heart of Fishers. Overwhelmed with thanksgiving, we were praying God’s anointing, favor, and Spirit would be on the soon to be built campus.


Walking along the west side of the property praying, I heard a voice, not audibly, but in my spirit say, “walk the property on the other side of the fence.” I had heard the inner voice before and learned to lean into it. Without hesitation, I climbed over the barbed wire fence and began my first walk off.

The land I had been walking on was mowed, but once over the fence, it was different. The grass was tall and as I walked I encountered thickets, brush, bushes with thorns, and fallen trees. There was a pond in the middle of the property, one that had been created when an overpass was put over the nearby interstate. That became my point of reference. I navigated around the pond, praying, pouring oil, and claiming the property for a church that was yet to be built on donated land.

It would not be the last time, in fact multiple times through the years God would prompt me to do another walk off. Over the barbed wire fence I would go, trudging through the rugged terrain, praying and claiming the land.

By early 2009 Life Connections new facility was completed, creating a beautiful campus. Ebbs and flows of pastoring kept us busy but still there would be days I would stand in my second-floor office and look out the window at the land to the west and wonder. Growth at Life began to explode and by 2014 we began to talk about our next expansion of our campus. As plans were being formed, I remember once again, hiking over the fence and taking a walk, claiming the land one more time. Construction on Phase 2 of our campus began in 2017 and it was about that time that I noticed some activity on the land to our west.

After some inquiring, I found that the property had been sold and that an assisted living center, Lake Meadows, was being built on the property. My heart was saddened. my spirit a little downcast. I had learned God’s promptings but, on that day, as work began on the far west end of the property, it seemed I had heard wrong and my walks in vain.

By 2020 our new stage and 300-seat auditorium was complete. Soon after we added an additional  175 chairs to handle incredible growth. It was that same year that Lake Meadows completed their construction. The owner of the property, Daniel Hubbard invited me to the ribbon cutting ceremony. He had not only built a beautiful facility, but also cleaned up much of the property, including a beautiful paved walking path around the pond that I had circled. That day was a mixture of happiness for him but some sadness for me. I still couldn’t get away from my prayers. Maybe it was my pride. Maybe it was embarrassment.

Fast forward six years, it’s 2026. Much had happened.

·  2020 – COVID has a devastating impact on our church.

·  2021 – God spoke to my spirit and said we had finished our purpose at Life.

·  2022 – Philip and Annie Daigle, are unanimously voted in as pastors of Life Connections.

·  2023-2026 – Miraculous growth. Two expansions. A new name and future, as Life Connections becomes Heart and Soul Church.

With that backdrop I come back to that first walk off in 2006. Mary and I are now but a reminder of what was, as life should, it goes on. But on a Sunday in February of 2026 the past, the walk offs, came rushing to the present. Setting in service, we are stunned when Pastor Philip announced that there has been an amazing opportunity for the church. The opportunity? The property to the west had become available and the church was in the process of securing the land.

While others clapped and rejoiced, Mary and I sat in silence. Emotions? Overwhelmed. Astonished. Stunned. Fill in the blank. A prayer that appeared dead, over, a futile waste of time, in an instant is very alive. 20 years later. In a different form. Under different leadership. A 20-year prayer is answered!

I often said that God says, “yes, no, and wait.” By experience I’ve often felt that God’s default answer was wait. I know people who are praying for physical and mental healings. Parents who have prayed for their children for years. Ministers who are praying for breakthroughs in their ministries or churches. People praying for financial relief. All seem to get the same answer, “wait.” Wait often feels like a “no.” External signs say it’s a “no.” Emotionally it often feels like a “no.” What do we do when “wait” feels like “no?” Keep praying. Have a faith that believes. Never let go of hope. Trust the process, God’s process. Keep walking it off!

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My Battle with the Wind

Over the past month I have been in battle with leaves. Though the number is somewhere in the tens of thousands, it seems as though I’ve blown and raked a million of them. Every time I think I’ve won the battle a wind blows, and more leaves. They come from trees, neighbors’ yards, the golf course, wherever. My frustration is multi-faceted. One problem is that trees don’t release their leaves at the same time, instead, it is a process that starts in mid-October and finishes at the end of November, at least I hope it’s finished. Another problem is that some people care about leaves, blow and rake them, and others don’t. You can see the issue here. The leaves of people who don’t care end up in the yards of those who do. I will forgo chasing this rabbit, but needless to say, I wish everyone cared about leaves. What I’ve come to realize is this, the real issue is not leaves, but wind. If the wind didn’t blow, the leaves would fall, be blown and raked, and that would be the end of it. But the wind turns it into a never-ending battle. Soon the issue will change, instead of leaves, it will be snow. Snow, in itself, is beautiful, changing drab gray days and landscapes void of color, into winter wonderlands. But wind changes the game. Depending on the amount of snow and the strength of the wind, you can have drifts that are three and four times the height of the amount of snow. A 12” snow with wind can easily produce three-foot drifts. Gentry and I experienced the power of wind a couple of weeks ago at Pikes Peak. As we neared the top, we were stopped by a ranger that said we couldn’t go any further up the mountain. What was the issue? Snow? Yes and no. Though the road was clear where we were, and there was only eight or nine inches of snow on the ground, the winds ahead were 75 mph with gust of 100 mph. The peak had become undriveable, The winds were so strong that the small amount of snow had closed the road. My point here is simple. Sometimes, the issue is not the issue, that what we are dealing with is not a person or issue, but a spirit. The battle is often like the ones we fight with leaves and snow, we’re not really fighting snow and leaves, but wind. Paul told the church in Ephesus, you are not wrestling against flesh and blood, but powers, darkness, and wickedness in the heavens. Paul is warning us that there is spiritual warfare above us. How do we deal with this war, with issues beyond our control? Do two things. Pray and wait. Isaiah 40:31 says, “they that wait upon the Lord will renew their strength.” What are you going through? Who are you battling? The person, the issue, is not really your problem. Your battle is with a wind that is trying to overwhelm, discourage and defeat you.

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Indiana’s Fresh Corn and Tomatoes

It’s that time! What time is that you may ask? The time of year when fresh Indiana corn, tomatoes, and cucumbers hit the farmers markets and roadside stands. There is nothing a like a meal that consist of an ear of corn with a slab of butter, a cucumber and tomatoes salad, and a generous scoop of cottage cheese. Add a bowl of ice cream and you have a perfect summer evening in central Indiana. Mary and I have been anticipating this moment since spring, and last week, we got our first haul of Indiana’s goodness. What makes it so difficult is enduring hot house imitations while waiting for the fresh veggies to arrive. Drive down any country road and you will see stalks of corn and rows of tomato plants, but until they’re ripe, it’s slow torture. So much of life involves waiting, something that none of us are good at. Often, God doesn’t say “no,” but “wait,” and that sometimes is more difficult than a “no.” I often wonder how the lame man at the gate beautiful felt as Jesus passed him by day after day. While the blind got their sight, the deaf their hearing, and the crippled walked, the man at the gate set and begged with no relief. He had to hear the reports of the healings and know who Jesus was. Jesus goes to the cross, resurrects, and ascends into heaven and the lame man is still begging. How frustrated, discouraged, and hurt he must have been, but what he didn’t know was that it wasn’t a “no,” but a “not yet.” When all hopes seemed to be gone, God uses Simon Peter and John to say, “rise up and walk,” and when he least expected it, his prayer is answered, and a miracle is experienced. Getting a no? Don’t give up. Don’t lose heart. You may have to wait, it may not look like what you expected, but your answer may be on its way!

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Pentecost: Do It Again

Today as we celebrate Pentecost Sunday, I ask one thing. Lord, do it again. We live in a time where culture is divided, violence is out of control and immorality is celebrated. Humanity has no cure for what ills our nations and the world. Government cannot legislate the problems away.  Education cannot solve the issues by teaching. There is one solution for our world. A move of the Holy Spirit. It has to come through people who will be like the 120 who patiently waited in the Upper Room for the promise. People who are willing to sacrifice their time, give up activities and personal desires and agendas and seek the face of God. Pentecost was not a religion, organization or cult, it was a sovereign move of God, promised by Jesus just before ascending into heaven. It was not fabricated, hyped up by music or manipulated by masterful wordsmiths. It was a “suddenly” that came to desperate people crying out to God. It was a room filled with men and women of all social standings and its initial outpouring was so multicultural that it was heard in 14 languages. There were no fences, no clicks and no limitations. It fell on political figures, rich, poor, educated and uneducated. It crossed ethnic backgrounds; Jews, Greeks, Egyptians, Romans and spread throughout the world. So powerful was the move that in Acts 17 they said, “these are they who have turned the world upside down.” That is what we need today. A Pentecost that turns the world upside down, or I would say, right side up. How does it happen? It’s as simple as it was 2000 years ago. Seeking God above anything else, making prayer a priority, asking God to move on our nation and pour out the Spirit. Acts 2:39 says, the promise was for all. The only question is, are we desperate enough yet?

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Now What?

Now what? Today the presents have been opened and life returns to normal. It’s back to nine to five and real life. So it was after Jesus’ miraculous birth. It’s been days, weeks or months since the glorious entrance of God in flesh, Jesus, into the world. The shepherds have visited the stable. Mary and Joseph have taken Jesus to the temple where they are met with unexpected prophecies about Jesus’ future by Simeon and Anna. The Magi have traveled from a far with gifts and visited his home. But now what? I would love to say the shepherds became evangelist, spreading the good news and the Magi became the first missionaries, establishing great works as they head back East. But only heaven and time will tell. Life, for all we know, went back to normal. The only thing we know is that Jesus grew. We get a glimpse of his growth when they visit the temple when Jesus is twelve. Mary and Joseph go to a Feast in Jerusalem, and after the celebration, begin the journey home when they realize they had left him behind. Upon returning, they find him in the Temple mesmerizing the teachers of the scripture. Beyond that, nothing. Silence. Stillness. The gift went dormant. What do we do when God goes silent? When the seed has been planted but we have to wait. We do what Mary did. Luke 2:51 says, Mary treasured all these things in her heart. When God goes silent and life goes back to normal, treasure what you have experienced and what you know is coming. While we don’t know when the promise will come, we know it will…so, with no other choice we wait, knowing better and more magnificent days are ahead!