I celebrate today (March 6, 1973) the 29th anniversary of my ordination to the Gospel Ministry. I was a know-it-all young pastor who thought I had it all prepared and was thrown some real curve balls by the council of wise older pastors. Humbled and thankful, I look back and see the faces of each of those saints. Most are now with the Lord, but faithful, giving up their time and energy to help me take another step. Can still feel the touch of their hands as I knelt before our little congregation in the back water of Wild Rose, Wisconsin. They passed it to me. And 5 years ago this month, my son knelt before me as I preached his ordination sermon. God is good.