This is the poster that Northside Baptist Church in Indianapolis, Indiana created and named their annual mission fund after.


This is the day we will always remember. The day BJ went home to be with the Lord. It's been 6 years.

It was also the day he was due to be born, but he would come 5 days late.

It is also within a day of the anniversary of Deanna and my first date.

There is no way we could have anticipated how the Lord would use his laid down life. We are blessed and overwhelmed at how many the Lord has ministered to through his surrender.

We have been privileged to share his testimony, our journey, from coast to coast in the US, and in other countries, abroad. We have seen his writings impact people of many nations. We have been blessed to hear the testimonies of many around the world whose lives were changed by learning about his.

The Lord uses those who are fully surrendered to inspire those who wish to be. Their lives help serve as a sort of compass of how to make decisions and live.

We miss him desperately. We celebrate his life, daily.

To many, its just another day.

For us, this is the day our joy mixes with the pain of searing loss.

Some have moved on and forgotten. Some still remember...fewer each year. It's normal I suppose.

We are thankful for each new opportunity to remember him.

He was not perfect.

He was surrendered.

One day, we will join him. I look forward to that day.

For now, we'll eat ribs in his honor... they were his favorite.


Bless the Lord, oh my soul, for all that is within me cries out to Him.


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