In 2003, shortly after marrying Tricia, I was baptized at the age of 31. Though I had publicly confessed Christ as my Savior, I still held too much control over my own life, and did not fully surrender to Him. When our first daughter, Grace, was born I knew that I wanted her to grow up in a church environment and we continued to attend regularly. It was not until some potential problems during the pregnancy of our second daughter, Rachel, that I truly started to turn to God and pray earnestly, for it was then that I realized how I do not hold the power. Through several hard hitting life trials, my faith has grown to levels that I had never thought imaginable. Today, I serve my God joyfully, even when the call is not what I would have chosen, or even wanted. I have felt the miracle of being physically healed through prayer when many in our church prayed over me and the laying of hands on me. Although not ideal, the first three decades of my life outside of any church life have helped me in reaching people that come from similar situations and trials.