This page is dedicated in memory of Jean Wenzel, a lady I never had the opportunity to meet. But God used her to teach me a valuable lesson. Let me explain...

Early in 1996, Jean's daughter Diane asked me if I would notate a song her mother Jean Wenzel wrote called "Bobby's Bible". After some prayer, I said I would. So Diane gave me the demo tape of the song. And I proceeded to put the tape away for another day.

Another day didn't come for a long time. I always seemed to have something more important to work on. I knew God wanted me to work on this project. But I continued to drag my feet...

Finally, one day in November 1996, God reminded me about the project during my prayer time. I felt this impression on my spirit that I needed to finish up the project SOON. Still, I dragged my feet and waited until the middle of December 1996 to start work. A week after, I learned from Diane that her mother was ill and in the hospital. No wonder that God was trying to get me to finish the project...

So I worked through the Christmas holiday. I tried to make up for lost time but I didn't produce second rate work. I finally finished the task and proudly brought the sheet music along with MIDI files to Diane. The date was mid January, 1997. It was then I heard the news, Jean had died earlier that week!

While Diane was very understanding and forgiving, I felt like a heel. I had not followed the promptings of the Holy Spirit. If I had, it would have been done in plenty of time for Jean to have seen her song in print. It was so sad...

But I learned a valuable lesson. I now value every opportunity God gives me to bless someone else. I don't try to figure out priorities on my own anymore. Now I have learned to listen for His still small voice. And Jean and Diane paid a painful price for me to learn this lesson. And procrastination has been replaced with the phrase, "do it now" (thank you, Peter Daniels, for that phrase. It changed my life!).

So, I'm dedicating this web page to Jean. I know she's in a much better place now, just like Bobby. And one day, I'll thank her in person in Heaven for being one of the people God used to mold and shape me into the person God wanted me to be. I praise God for your contribution to my life, Jean. This web page is in your honor.