Loyola University New Orleans  - M. A. (Masters in Pastoral Studies)

University of St Thomas Houston B.A  (Bachelor of Arts in Music) 

Spiritual Direction Institute Houston S.D. (Spiritual Direction Certification)

Certifications and Conferences (a lot)

20 years in Full time Ministry in the Archdiocese of Galveston Houston

Music and Presenter/facilitator for ministry events  (too many to list)

Life Experience  (when you have about 4 hours I'll tell you a little about that)

I was born David Joseph Rofrano on December 21st, the 4th of six children, in Connecticut and was brought home from the hospital and placed under the Christmas tree. Rumor has it that I looked like an angel but I don't recall. I was raised a cradle Catholic, attended Catholic schools and learned the ABC's of my faith. If I had angel wings under that Christmas tree, they began to wilt in my mid-high school years, partially due to the painful separation of my mom and dad and partially due to the silly wanderings that many of us do before we find our way home. After three years of a continual drift away from God,  I experienced what I call a major re-conversion during a Catholic weekend retreat in Nyack, NY. 

( God's hand [top] - My hand [bottom] )

I believe that God decided that enough was enough and helped to reel me back in by arranging for me attend this retreat weekend.  I did not want to go, nor did I want anything to do with God at that time, but I was “voluntold”.  Since I was also told that the food was pretty good and that I did not have to do anything except sit there, I went. I was like a moss covered rock for almost two days, with no reaction to anything, and then late Saturday night it hit me. The Spirit was a movin' as the old saying goes.  My heart melted like a gooey marshmallow over a blazing campfire. But it was more like  this: my heart was a stone that turned to a marshmallow that was put over a blazing campfire. Because of this experience, the direction of my life changed forever. Now prayer meant something… and so did church, community and  faith. God was not an uncaring distant deity, but very real and directly involved in my life; God actually cared: about me, about other people, about the Church and about the world. 

(me after getting to know Jesus and being freed)

Don't get me wrong here; life still had its many ups and downs and twists and turns (you will hear some of that in the music), but the essence of my life changed. I was a child of God walking towards healing, a new purpose and towards Him. I was a messy child at times, but a child of God nonetheless.  Irrelevant side note: My beautiful wife Sally claims that I am messy more often than not but that is a story for another day.