I was writing my previous post when I realized that there is a significant amount of missing information that someone to whom I am fairly unfamiliar may find relatively helpful to understanding many of the thoughts, feelings, opinions, and other various statements I make in my posts. So here’s a brief – albeit belated – introduction to…me.
I was raised in Ripon, CA, a small rural community in central California, self-proclaimed as the “Almond Capital of the World.” Although my dad is an elementary school teacher, my family is truly a farming family deeply invested in – what else – almonds. Many of my vacations were spent working on the family farm.
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m a fourth generation “Dutch-American” (I find that term incredibly ridiculous as I prefer to simply identify myself as “Dutch”), and fourth generation CRC. My great-grandmother was raised in the exact same congregation I was raised in, as were my grandfather, and father.
Being both Californian and country-minded, I am very laid back, patient, and strongly opinionated about virtually everything. Mixed with my Dutch stubborness, forget about ever winning an argument easily, if you can even provoke me into one.
I cite June, 1997 as the date in which I accepted Christ as my Lord and Savior – despite what many in my church might say, I do not consider myself saved before that time. Shortly after, I felt a strong sense of God’s calling me into the ministry to serve Him.
After several years of “spiritual back-sliding,” I finally yielded to His call on my life. That time period of intense spiritual struggle and doubt has done nothing except strengthen my faith and confidence in my calling. I sort of view that period as my refining time in which God was preparing me and cleansing me – in a sense – for my future vocation.
In the fall of 2000, I moved to Eugene, OR to complete my B.A. in Biblical Studies. Just coming off a disturbingly disastrous relationship, I was ready to swear off dating forever. Within two days after arriving in Eugene, I met my wife. I remember sitting on the steps of the U of O administration building one swearing to her that I would never get married, then three-hours later, looking her straight in the eye and proclaiming confidently, “I’m going to marry you.” Why she didn’t run away as fast as she could I have no idea. But one thing’s for sure: I’m really glad she didn’t!
We got married in July, 2003 and fall, 2004 I enrolled at Western Seminary pursuing a M.Div. in preparation for ministry in the CBA (by this point I had swore off the CRC and went Baptist – a long story in and of itself).
This past spring, after months of prayer and consideration, we decided to change plans
and minister in the CRC. I resigned from my post as youth pastor at a local CBA church and we began attending a local CRC congregation. We will be moving to Michigan in 2007 to finish my program at Calvin Seminary in Grand Rapids.
My journey has been a long one, but not one that I regret. The people I have met over the years have shaped me in ways I could never have imagined. I entered college about as anti-evangelism as they come. I have since grown in my understanding of the job Christ has commissioned the church to do. The men I have mentored under and the experiences I have had taught me skills I will always carry with me.
I see myself as a new kind of minister – one that looks to bridge the traditional with the contemporary (I call it neo-traditional). I love the old creeds, confessions, hymns, and liturgy just as much as love the innovative new techniques being used to reach out to the community at large. As a minister of the Word, I desire to blend the two, helping people appreciate the old, but tangibly experience God in new ways – ways that force people out of their tradition-laced mindset and lifestyle.
Major themes in my life and ministry are: 1.) suffering for the Gospel, 2.) unconditionally submitting to God’s will first, 3.) consistency between faith and practice, 4.) the true nature of the Body of Christ, 5.) biblical expectations of believers – both within the community and alone, 6.) putting God first.
The name “Jason” means “healer.” I have become convinced that I did not end up with this name by accident. I have a strong desire to serve “struggling” churches (by “struggling” I mean stuck in tradition, without life, fervor, or desire to do anything other than simply maintain) and help them regroup and revitalize.
I’m sure these themes will be evident throughout many of the posts on this site. When I question something, I write about it. And so it’s also important to keep in mind that I am still young, I’m still learning and growing. And I’m using this blog for what it really is: a web-log, a journal. Anyone is welcome to respond as often as you want to any post you want. All I ask is that you keep this one in the forefront of your mind as you respond. I’m still learning, and therefore, am subject to mistakes and error…
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In the first round, Geoff Parsons and Rick Benson, of Westminster and Calvin seminaries respectively, went first, as scouts had predicted they would. Parsons heads to a struggling mid-sized Methodist church in Memphis, Tenn., which had the top pick this year. Benson was drafted by a mega-church in Casper, Wyo., which had traded two mid-career pastors for a higher pick. Both draftees say they are ready to “help their teams.”
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