I grew up in a typical family. My mother took me to church some, and I even walked the aisle and was baptized. I knew about Jesus, but it never really affected me. I was insecure, shy, and lost. In high school, I hung out with the band and the smart kids. I also drifted away from church and God. When I was in college, I took my first step back to God when I met my future wife. We started attending church soon after we were married. But it was all in my head, and not in my heart.

My wife and I joined the church in early 1988. After that, the church was helping with an area-wide crusade. I joined the crusade choir. On May 2, 1988, the speaker was preaching on how bad it was for someone to come to Christ and then fall away. It was like he was speaking to me alone. That night I realized what Jesus did when he died on the cross and rose again, and I asked Him to come into my life.

Since Christ came into my life, everything has been different. I am close to my wife and we have developed a strong bond. God gave me a wonderful ministry in our church orchestra, and he has blessed that. I have also been blessed with two wonderful children. I still struggle in some areas, but I know that with God’s help and grace I can ask for help and forgiveness. I can’t imagine how my life would have turned out if I had not come to Christ that night.