One of the elders at my church is Mike Doyle.  Every time I get together with Mike (and his wife and son) I’m blown away by their down-to-earth, practical lives.  Mike’s theology isn’t high-fa-luting, its not full of robust vocabulary, instead its sometimes terse, sometimes ‘vulgar’ [in the old sense of the word and not the raunchy sense], and often peppered with concepts that are familiar now that I’ve been around him for three years.  Mike loves to talk about beholding Jesus Christ.  Mike loves to talk about the Christian’s identification with Christ on the cross and afterward.  Mike loves to talk about how proud he is of his son, his wife or someone that he’s been teaching/discipling.

Mike loves the sheep he’s been assigned as a shepherd at Holly Hills Bible Church and I love being one of them.