I was raised in a non-Christian home in Tucson, Arizona during the baby boom years of the 1950’s and 1960’s. Even as a child I had always been attracted to a belief in God.
Attending a summer Bible class that our Baptist neighbors held for the kids in the neighborhood, I was enthralled by the stories about God. When they gave me a tiny book with some Bible verses, I treasured it. I tried to keep it a secret from my parents, but one day they discovered me reading it, but instead of getting angry, they just said, “That’s good.” I started the habit of praying on occasion or when in need. But with no support or guidance, I lost the spiritual bearing that I had, and as a young boy, I drifted intellectually and morally.
Coming to Faith
My freshman year at the University of Arizona, I was invited to a Christian fellowship and began studying the Bible with several young Christian men. After being introduced to the claims of Jesus, I embraced the gospel—and a relationship with the living God through Christ was born.
Instead of a procedure, prayer suddenly became conversation with a personal God. Worship became passionate, and the study of God’s Word came alive. Philosophical discussions became invigorating, interesting, and challenging, and science became awe-inspiring.
As confirmation that I had found the truth, there were times I strongly sensed the presence of God, not just somewhere “out there,” but in my life and indwelling my physical body. I felt an indescribable joy and peace from God’s Spirit, and I knew that for the first time in my life I had come to experience the reason for which I was created: communion with the Creator.
What Does Hydrology Have to Do With God?
Several years after receiving my undergrad degree in geosciences from the U of A, I started working for Tucson Water in their hydrology section, first as an intern, then as a hydrologist. I became trained in groundwater hydrology, specializing in the development of groundwater resources. During this time, I met Nancy Hungerford during a Bible study I was leading, and she became my wife.
In 1988, Nancy and I sensed we were being called by God to serve as full-time missionaries to underprivileged peoples. After taking several exploratory short-term Mission trips, we committed to serve the Tarahumara Indians in a remote area of the Sierra Madre Mountains of Mexico. From my time at Tucson Water, I learned how water wells are drilled. I was able to use that knowledge to modify a small rotary drill rig, which I used to provide clean potable water for small communities throughout the region.
I am now enjoying retirement immensely, more than I thought I ever would. I spend much of time doing what I enjoy most: ministering to people and sharing God’s Word through a variety of outlets, including writing. Through the years I became proficient in technical writing and now want to use that skill for a greater purpose — that of leading people towards faith in God.