Okay, it’s late and I have to get up early, so I’m going to keep my life story short. My mom had my brother when she was 16 and me when she was 17, so I guess you could say she got off to a bad start. It was pretty rough for my mom. She did her best to raise us as a single parent. I had a pretty wierd upbringing. On one hand, there were my grandparents who would take us to church and do their best to speak into our lives. On the other hand, at home there was physical abuse, drinking, and dudes smoking weed in our living room. From my grandparents’ house to my house it was like to opposite worlds. I could go into detail, but it would take too long and I want to keep this a good story. You could just say we went through a lot of crap.
As the years passed, things began to get a little better. My mom began to see that she didn’t want to live the kind of life she was living, so she started attending church. She then got married to a Christian guy. By the time I was in the 8th grade, my mom went from casual church goer to on fire for God, take no prisoners type. The big change in her life came when she made God a bigger part of her life. God went from the “big guy upstairs” to her best friend.
My mom became the person I looked up to. I was a pretty good kid growing up. I didn’t get into drugs. I tried a few things out of peer pressure. As far as alcohol was concerned, I did most of my drinking in elementry school (against my will). I think I stayed out of a lot of stuff just out of respect for my mom. I didn’t know it at the time, but I was weighing all this stuff out in my mind. Really, there are only two paths to take in life. A life that involves Jesus Christ and a life without him. Many people out there would like to debate that statement, but this is my story and I don’t have time to get into debate. Back to the story… by the time I graduated high school I had made the decision that I wanted to serve God, because the other path of life was full of crap.
I went to Bible college and on August 25th of 1998 I went down to the altar and said I just want to know, that I know, that I’m saved. I want to know that when I die I’ll be going to heaven. Growing up, I knew about God, but I never had a relationship with him. I didn’t even understand what salvation was. Romans 10:9-10 says” If you confess with your mouth, ‘Jesus is Lord,’ and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” (Paraphrased) If you believe that Jesus rose from the dead and say He’s your Lord, it is on like Donkey Kong! I have more to say about that at a later date. But any how, I’m going to Bible college and I end up accidently getting involved with children’s ministry. I started doing children’s ministry inside a church. Then later, I started working with both children in the church and in the inner-city. The church I was involved with had a bus ministry where we bussed in more than 1200 kids a week. I love inner-city ministry because those kids are going through some of the same things I did when I was a kid. After Bible college, I started doing full-time children’s ministry. I went to a couple of countries and was involved in a couple mass crusades. I’ve seen so many families changed because they had an encounter with their creator. This is why I do what I do. I do full-time children’s ministry because I get to see lives change.
I have an internet business because I enjoy it, and I like the idea that my wife can stay at home and instill values in our children. Being a dad is an amazaing thing for me. I get to be what I never had. My boy isn’t going to get exposed to all the junk I did. My boy is going to have a father. This is how my wheels turn. It’s about living a life with a purpose.