About This Project
“I'm not a pastor, a theologian, or an academic. I'm just a guy who went down a rabbit hole”.
My name isn't important. What matters is that I'm probably a lot like you. I'm a 63-year-old guy from Eugene, Oregon. I've been married for 41 years to a woman I'd be lost without. We have two daughters, a wide circle of friends, and a life that — from the outside — looks pretty full. I spent 12 years coaching high school basketball. I've been involved in music and sports most of my adult life. I've run my own business since 2011. I'm not someone who lives in a library or speaks in theological terms.
And for most of my life, I had no real foundation in Christianity. None.
The honest part
I wasn't raised in a Christian household. When my wife and I got married, I started attending church — she had been a believer since childhood — but I had no idea what any of it really meant. I had never read a single word of the Bible. I believed in God in a vague, general sense, but my faith wasn't grounded in anything. My actions weren't intentional. Looking back, the best way I can describe it is that I was going through the motions. Showing up. Doing what seemed right. But underneath it, there was no real foundation — and on some level, I knew it.
"I was living a facade. Believing just enough to feel like I was covered, but never digging deep enough to find out if any of it was actually true.”
I'm not ashamed to admit that. I think a lot of people are in exactly that place and just haven't said it out loud yet.
A new city, a new neighbor, and a logo on a hat
October 2021
In October of 2021, my wife and I moved to Chandler, Arizona. Shortly after settling in, we met a couple who lived just a few doors down in our condominium complex. During a brief exchange outside of our front door, my wife noticed the logo on our neighbor's hat and asked what it was. He told her it was the church he and his wife attended. Soon after that conversation, we started attending.
It was one of those moments that looks completely unremarkable from the outside. A logo on a hat. A casual question. And yet, looking back, that small exchange put us exactly where we needed to be.
The moment everything changed
September 10, 2022
It started on an ordinary Sunday morning. The message that day was called "Trusting The Bible Today." I had heard plenty of sermons before. But this one was different — because for the first time in my life, a message wasn't asking me to simply believe. It was presenting evidence.
The detail that stopped me cold: over 25,000 archaeological findings have been discovered that support the accuracy of the places, people, events, and artifacts described in the Bible. Not interpretations. Not opinions. Physical discoveries — in the ground — that align with what the Bible describes.
"I remember sitting there with this overwhelming sense of disbelief — not in my faith, but in myself. All these years, and I am only now being exposed to evidence?"
It wasn't that the message made me question what I believed. I wasn't in crisis. It was something closer to the opposite — a light turning on. I had always believed, but that belief had been built entirely on faith with zero foundation in evidence. What I didn't know — what nobody had ever told me — was that the evidence existed at all.
I couldn't wait to get home. Before the drive was over I was already thinking about researching what I had just heard.
The rabbit hole
I started researching on my own — YouTube, books, articles, anything I could find. A few months in and I found myself now doing searches on the origins of life and a video thumbnail caught my eye in the sidebar of YouTube. It showed a strange, headless stick-figure-like object with two feet, walking along what looked like a tightrope. Curious, I clicked on it.
What I was watching was a kinesin motor protein — a nanoscopic molecule inside your cells — carrying cargo across the interior of a living cell. It was literally walking. Two feet, step by step, along a microtubule that was being constructed right in front of it as it moved. Inside a cell. That nobody engineered. That just exists. Inside every one of us, right now.
"I sat there staring at the screen thinking: there is absolutely no way this happened by accident."
That video pulled me deeper into the world of cell biology and DNA, and what I found felt almost impossible to grasp. Inside every cell, DNA carries digitally encoded information that operates like a highly precise instruction manual—which immediately raises the question: how in the world did that information get there? How did billions of individual chemical bases somehow arrange themselves into perfectly ordered sequences that read like a sophisticated language?
I'm stunned—yet completely inspired, because deep down I already knew the answer.
The more I discovered, the more the evidence pointed in one direction—toward a designer, a creator. The more it pointed there, the more I felt something I hadn’t expected: not just awe and wonder, but an overwhelming sense that this was something I needed to share.
Why this site exists
I built this site for two reasons.
The first is personal. I have people in my life — friends, family, people I genuinely love — who don't have a firm foundation in what Christianity is really about. I wanted a way to share what I'd found that didn't feel confrontational or preachy. Something I could point them to and say: just look at this honestly and see what you think.
The second reason is that I wish something like this had existed for me. I spent decades in a vague, unintentional faith because nobody ever showed me the evidence in a way that was clear, honest, and respectful of my intelligence. If someone like me had walked me through what's on this site 30 years ago, my life would have looked very different. I'm certain of it.
Where I am today
My faith today is nothing like it was before that September morning in 2022. It is intentional, every single day. The evidence didn't just make me more confident — it changed how I live, what I think about, and what I care about. My wife is fully supportive, even if she leaves the nerdy deep-dives to me. She has been a believer her whole life and has watched this journey with grace and patience.
I'm not on fire because someone told me what to believe. I'm on fire because I looked at the evidence — honestly, carefully, without being pushed — and I couldn't look away from where it led.
“Christianity is about have a relationship with Jesus Christ. It’s not about following a bunch of rules or checking religious boxes - it’s about grace”