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There is a tremendous amount of backstory to the start of this website and ultimately my walk, that it is hard to determine where to begin. My testimony seems a fitting place as it ties into the nature of this project.
I don't consider myself an extraordinary individual. I do not possess an over abundance of any specific talent, not a super-athlete or mental genius. I always find satisfaction in physical manual labor while school, college specifically, was bit of a struggle. Finding a purpose in life has been a daily battle.
I had my first drink when I was eighteen years old and basically never looked back. Alcohol empowered me in areas if never knew I needed. That empowerment is a false sense of living that weakens the senses and numbs the feelings. It creates shallow relationships that leaves everyone involved craving more leading to brokenness, loneliness, and divorce.
I came to know Christ right around nineteen or twenty years old. I was attending church periodically with a girl I was dating at the time and her parents. During one of the altar calls, I felt urged to raise my hand in acceptance of Christ. I have learned over the years that accepting Christ during an altar call and following Christ are worlds apart. Matthew 7:21-23 describes it best in my opinion, when those who think they knew Christ are denied because they actually did not. The process in which one truly finds Christ is unclear to me but I do know it is rooted deep within the heart of the individual.
My revelation with Christ was clear. Not easy, but clear. This defining moment for me can only be described best by Toby Mac's song, "Feel It." When Jesus came crashing in, He wrecked me.
My first beer was only the beginning of many. I lived a party lifestyle to put it simply and mildly. Attending church on occasion when the guilt had built up enough to force me to go. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't always like that. Guilt is a double edged sword. It was also guilt that kept me from attending.
In 2005 I finally finished my bachelors degree in Economics. Finished is a term I use lightly. After working on said degree twelve years after finishing high school I was carried across the 'graduating finish line' on a stretcher, hooked to life support. Newly remarried and a closet alcoholic, things were about to change.
The Lord delivered me from alcohol overnight after a kneeling, heartfelt petition on my end and a miraculous encounter on His. There are thousands of words and hundreds of pages left out of this simple blog that don't even scratch the surface to this story. I had been wrecked.
This Jesus 'wrecking ball' encounter did many things for me. It left an insatiable desire to know more about Him. The knowledge left me uncontent with the world around me. I believe God opened up my eyes to the financial spiritual warfare the world is embroiled in every single day.
This is the cut version of my testimony. I believe the church, the body of Christ, needs a revival of testimonies from its believers. It doesn't require degrees or credentials to make one worthy of putting sermons together, writing books, or speaking the Truth.
Testimonies require a voice to be heard proclaiming Jesus is real.