I grew up going to church. From the time I was a small child I went to church, sunday school and VBS. When I was ten years old my father was murdered. A couple of years later my neighbor committed suicide. When I was fifteen my cousin died. I became very angry. I quit going to church, my grades dropped and I started drinking. During my college years, I all but forgot about church and God. I was very angry at God and myself because I knew I was wrong.

In college I started dating Dee, my wife. She encouraged me to go to church. I attended for a while but was only there for show. Then one day the pastor preached a sermon about forgiveness. How could I ask to be forgiven if I could not forgive. I thought, prayed and read passages from the Bible. Shortly thereafter, I accepted Christ and joined the church.

Since accepting Christ, I have been truly blessed. I have been able to let go of the anger that was weighing me down. I have a much stronger relationship with my wife and daughter. I now look forward to every day, knowing that I am forgiven and can forgive.