My Story

Before September 11, 1997, I was a unholy force against Christianity. I made it my mission to bring down the establishment of the American Church. I was very misinformed about my capability to take on such a cause. However, I did make life very hard for the Christians that God had put in my life. The interesting part is that I was more or less raised in Church. My parents didn't fail in raising me. You see, I was born an underdog. I always have put my bet with the least of these. My mission was to protect those whom I loved, and the ones I loved was being judged by those who new nothing about them and their lives.
My weakness was always women. I loved to fall in love. I met some girls that would convince me that I had to go to church with them at least once to have a chance to date them. Although it was against every thing I believed in, I could not pass up the chance of love. That Sunday night, I found love. It was not the love I was looking for. It was the love that was looking for me. I did not loose an argument, or all of a sudden see myself unholy. What brought me to God that night was His love. He showed me his heart. I cant explain it. I just was able to see His love. That night I realized that what I despised in the Church, he did too. This God showed me, that he to was for the underdog. That night I gave my life to Him.
Knowing this was not enough for me. I had a new mission. I had to tell all of the underdogs that there was a God that loved them. That he loved them where they was. Tons of teenagers gave there lives to Christ. It was all they wanted, to be loved and accepted. I continue to walk the line. Motivated to not stray to the Church, or step over to the world. I make it my point to love all people the best I can. I dont always have something in common with them. Often I don't. I still try my best to understand all of them. I almost always fall in love with their hearts and their stories. I am ever learning, and being tested. I wouldn't have it any other way!

And thats the way I see It.