The first JoMoPro had been advertised in BMX and skateboard magazines. There was $20,000 in pro prize money and a Harley Davidson motorcycle up for grabs. Riders from all over the world were making plans to arrive in Joplin for April 7–9, 2006, to compete in a contest hosted in a facility that had never opened to the public. It was now my job to make sure the details of that weekend came together. But we were still living in Manly, IA, and Jenn was due to give birth to our third child just a

Looking back, I believe God was orchestrating all of this. There were too many pieces coming together for me to see it as a string of random events. But recognizing that didn’t answer every question we had about our family or the team.

The big tricks were over, the Gospel message had been shared, and people were responding to the invitation. After a show in front of thousands of people, this was the part that reminded us why we were out here in the first place. As I watched people coming out of the crowd, I recognized a group of skateboarders coming over to talk to me. I’d prayed with them at another event a few weeks earlier. They’d already responded once, and I was curious why they were coming forward again.