My story started in Savannah, GA, where I was raised. My backyard was the place to be, because the neighborhood kids knew they could simply be themselves, whether gay, straight, black, white, poor, or wealthy. My parents taught me that everyone’s story was important yet unique.
In college, my curiosity and pursuit of adventure, risk, and fun led me into a lifestyle I didn't want anyone else to know about: sexual promiscuity and steroid use. However, that same curiosity and drive caused me to ask questions about my identity, my life's purpose, God and faith. I was skeptical of becoming a follower of Jesus because I felt like Jesus was going to put a straightjacket on me and steal my identity, pursuit of fun, and my secret lifestyle. A trusted friend assured me that Jesus wasn’t a thief who was going to steal my life. Rather, Jesus wanted to liberate me from my mistakes and give me the life I always wanted. This was good news and assured me that God forgives people with a past. In the spring of 1994, I gladly became a follower of Jesus.
In 1997, I married my wife Caroline. Over the next nineteen years, our path took us to Thailand to help start and build a campus ministry and church, Saint Louis for seminary, Roseville, CA to serve in a large church and be mentored by a seasoned pastor and church planter, and finally San Francisco. I fell in love with San Francisco because it felt a lot like my backyard in Savannah. We started building relationships and praying about starting a multi-ethnic church. On Mother’s Day in 2014, we started The Table at an art gallery because we wanted to celebrate creativity and reach people who wouldn’t necessarily seek a church.
I love serving as THE TABLE's lead pastor. Caroline and I have three teenagers and live in West Portal. We prioritize our relationship because we have seen how ministry can destroy intimacy. I love running, talking with people about their stories, and exploring all the richness and history San Francisco has to offer.