I accepted Christ as my savior at the age of 8. I loved Jesus and wanted to follow him, even if it meant going against the crowd.
I was living a life of destruction. I was popping pills and drinking alcohol all the time.
My heart began to understand that He had a special purpose just for me. I found answers to the questions I was asking.
However, as a teenager and young man trying to be “good” and a sense of not having a purpose for my life made me feel empty.
I was in Sunday School at the time and I realized that something was missing in my life. My Sunday School teacher assisted me in making the most important decision of my
One day I had an unexpected death of a family member I dearly loved. I questioned God and tried to prove He didn’t exist.
All my life, I thought God was something that “weak minded” people believed in…but I was too smart for that.
I realized my need for forgiveness and knew the only way was to put my trust in Jesus.. That’s when my life changed.
I was raised in a Christian home and was taught about God throughout my early childhood. Soon I realized it was time and I was ready to make the most important decision
I have reflected on the battle that was waged for me that morning. On one side, Satan told me I was too shy and on the other side was the truth.