By God’s grace I learned to walk again, play sports and do most anything I wanted, but I still did not know what would happen if I died. One Thursday evening in September 1975 I attended a revival service at a local church. I had been to this church several times that week; God’s Holy Spirit led me to go forward and pray and ask forgiveness for my sin. I had prayed before, but this time it was different. I knew that God was real. I had peace for the first time ever.

As a Christian I have a new vision of life and who God is. It has now been 35 years since the accident and there have been many challenges. God is faithful to do what the Bible says He will do. He has used my artificial leg as an open door to share His love. Many people ask “How did you lose your leg?” Each time it is an opportunity to tell of His love. Sometime I think what if I had two good legs, then I remember that everything happens for a reason. We must not dwell on things that we cannot change, but trust God daily for His will for our life. I have much to be thankful for. God has blessed me with a wonderful wife; her name is Kathy. She loves God and He uses her to share His love with others. She has the ability to communicate with anyone in any situation. God places us where we should be at the right time, His time. Miracles happen. Tell your story…someone needs to hear.