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I  haven’t updated my blog for quite a while, so I thought it was time. It’s not like I’m not writing or doing ministry…I may be doing too much! I write reflections for my church every week, work with a young man on setting goals, rewriting my presentations, and so much more. I work out four or five days a week, and Kelly and I are shopping for a new van. 

Health wise, I’m doing okay. We got the diagnosis of Auto somatic dysfunction and Aspiration pneumonia confirmed in December and have a follow up appointment with a pulmonologist soon to establish care. Unfortunately, I’ll have to have another hernia surgery in April. Until then, Kelly and I have five concerts to attend.

In the meantime I’m posting an excerpt from introduction of my new book, “My Name is Tait, and I…”and a picture of Kelly and me from our date on New Year’s Eve.


P.S. Please take a look at Tait’s Speaking page (link above) for my new presentations for 2020. To schedule a presentation, please email me!

(From introduction)

My name is Tait. I’m 45 years old and a Colorado native. I grew up in Black Forest going to district twenty schools. I love the Broncos and the Avalanche. The Rockies are okay too. I workout at the Y every day and have one Dr Pepper a day. Ok, it’s usually a Double Gulp from 7-11.

I also have cerebral palsy, but we’ll get to that later.

Parts of this piece was originally a PowerPoint presentation given to transition students many years ago. As several young people in my spear of influence are aging out of the school system, I wanted to revisit my outline and put it in written form to encourage them and their parents. It’s also written for my wife and friends who haven’t heard some of these stories as well as other professionals. I’ll talk about this in a moment.

This is not a complete biography of my life. My desire is to write down what I think would benefit a student who lives with a disability, his family, and his support systems (schools, doctors, social workers etc). My other books,  My Exodus and In the Accessible Church, have more details about certain periods of my life especially in the areas of my service dogs and faith,  but I hope this will give my readers some things to ponder, a few laughs, and encouragement to try this thing called independent living.

The topics in the piece are straight forward. They are arranged by subject. Each essay begins with a simple statement: My name is Tait, and I have 

-cerebral palsy 

-a family 

-an education 



-work experience 



Each essay or chapter begins with childhood going through current day. Some years ago, I figured out that I had to adjust my thinking about my cerebral palsy at each stage of my life. So how I thought about my disability in high school was totally different than what I thought about it as a thirty year old and it might be different when I’m fifty. In football terms, I often used audibles and adjust to what life brings. The stories that follow will flesh this out.


-A challenge 

A Response to an Unwelcoming Church

A South Carolina man and his service dog was recently denied access by a church. My colleagues and I were shocked. As my friend, Steve wrote: “Every time I start to think that churches are finally starting to “get” the idea of welcoming kids and adults with disabilities, some elder board dreams up an absurd policy that convinces me I’m wrong.”

My service dog and I was too denied access to a church years ago, and the lessons I learned from the experience strengthen my faith and helped me understand how to approach this issue with churches. I have yet  used these arguments with a church, but I think I’m on solid ground.

The excerpt below is from my book, In the Accessible Church (self published, 2013). I post this as a response to the church and to further educate the faith community.


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My Experience at the 2018 Warrior Games

Disability is not a brave struggle or ‘courage in the face of adversity.’ Disability is an art. It’s an ingenious way to live.”

  -Neil Marcus

I was surprised at how nice it was at the swim meet. It was not too loud or humid in the Air Force Academy’s Natatorium. I parked my chair near the starting blocks to watch some heats. After a while, the cheers got louder and louder as a race was finishing. I looked up at the giant tv screen and saw a participant making his way down the pool on his back. He seemed to be swimming a simple backstroke, something I might swim. Continue reading My Experience at the 2018 Warrior Games

Was it Today?

Written for the tenth anniversary of Dad’s death

Was it today when you stepped into my house for the last time?

When you sat down in the rocking chair and asked how I was doing? I had my school assignment laid out on the table and asked you to help me look at two companies’ balance sheets to decide which one would be better to invest in. You hadn’t helped me with my homework since high school math, and it felt good to have you in that role again.

Was it today when you walked out of my house for the last time? I watched you drive off not knowing that it would be the last time I’d see you. What were you thinking about as you rounded the corner? Did you even know that it might be the last time we would talk?

Roger Berge May 25, 1942-October 21, 2007

Was it today when we said our goodbyes for the last time?

Well, it has been ten years since you helped me with that assignment and walked out of my house for the last time. It seems like that was a lifetime ago. I finished that degree and established a ministry. I fell in and out of love. I fell hard on my face only and found myself in a counselor’s office after a suicide attempt. Therapy helped me discover who I am and set me free to fall in love again with my life’s partner.

If you were here today, would you be proud of me? Would you love my wife as much as I do? Would you understand my choices for work, faith and relationship? What would you say to me if you sat down in that rocking chair today?

I’m not the same person who you said goodbye to that fateful day. Ten years has passed, and seasons have come and gone.  The world just keeps turning. Life certainly has a way of throwing us for a loop sometimes, and the Lord gives and takes away. But one thing remains: your legacy and God’s faithfulness.

In loving memory,  Your son

Where’s the Church?

If you follow me on Facebook, you know I’m very opinionated with my politics. I’ve backed off a lot with my postings since Trump won the election, but my commitment to the conservative point of view hasn’t changed. (Actually I’m probably more of a classic liberal these days, but I won’t go there.) I’ve struggled writing this piece (I’ve been working on it on and off for a couple of months) and debating whether to post it to the blog. First, I don’t want my blog to be known for my political views. Second, this certain subject could be misunderstood in that I don’t want any government programs to help me. Put all the burden on the church. I’m not that stupid! As I say in the piece, maybe the Lord does help me through the government. I’m just asking what is the role for each organization.

I know I’ll get push back, maybe even called names. Pray for me that I can handle it! I’m just asking questions so the country and people living with disabilities can thrive in the years to come.

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Guest Blog: Identity Crisis

Mary Jane Ponten is a friend, mentor and second mother to me. She has taught me about life and ministry through the years. A couple of months ago, I asked Mary Jane to write out her hilarious story about how disability language changes through the years. Not only did I want it as a memory of her, I wanted to be able to share it whenever I got into discussions about disability language.

So here it is….Mary Jane’s own words about her Identity crisis.



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