Church of Tollhouse Ministry Center

It is one of those songs. You know, the kind of song that gets stuck in your head and you can’t seem to get rid of it. It was a catchy tune; although a bit cheesy and goofy. But I think many of you, like me, would have to admit that we like it. Even now as I am typing I have this tremendous urge to begin nodding my head back and forth as

His name was Matt Hupp, and he was a different sort of kid. He was considered weird by some, and he definitely marched to the beat of his own drummer.  According to the standards of the day, he was fashionably unaware.  While other kids were sporting their Hang Ten shirts, O.P. shorts and Vans two tones…this 11 year old, bravely

It was a 3-shirt day. In other words, it was summer in the Coachella Valley. Mary Beth and I, as well as the Bible College students, were preparing the retreat-center property for an incoming retreat. The grounds had been tended to, plumbing fixed, and bed linens laundered and placed on the beds. It had been a full week. When all was said and