I was born the last of three brothers in a Christian family, so I've spent all my life surrounded by Christianity. I was five years old when I remember first asking Jesus to "come into my heart."  I remember kneeling down all by my self, without being told or pressured and asking Jesus to be my savior. I'm not really sure why I did it then, I'm sure it was God, because I know I did not understand it at all back then and no one had told me to do it. I was around the age of twelve when it all began to become real to me. I remember sitting on my bed one night and a thought from nowhere hit me that all this was real, that God and everything I had learned about as a kid was real, and I needed to seriously consider my relationship with God.  It was a difficult thing to comprehend and I don’t even know if I comprehend it still today, but I new I had to do something, and by the way I was raised, I knew what I had to do.  So, I began actively pursuing God.  It was not easy, I was just entering into my teenage years and things that I knew I shouldn't do looked a lot more interesting than God did.  Although God kept me from the worst things, there was plenty I could have done better.  But God knew what He was doing and as I began experiencing life with Him I realized how awesome He was and how empty everything in the world was. Late in my twelfth year I was baptized in water and began praying for the baptism in the Holy Spirit.  For two years I prayed half heartingly, mostly because I was afraid and not really understanding. I thought that God would cause me to act out of character and I was self conscious and afraid.

But at one our annual church conventions we had special prayer for the Holy Spirit after the main service so I went.  The prayer service wasn't planned but some brothers and sisters wanted to pray for the Holy Spirit. That first night, several of my friends were baptized and it inspired me, however I prayed that I would be baptized in a calm way, still being afraid.

The next night we had the same prayer again, and something miraculous happened. I had been praying for a little while when both my brothers, at the same time, put their hands on me, and I was filled with the Holy Ghost.  Through this I learned a few very important things about God, He listens to us and only gives us as much as we let him, that we are often the reason we don’t receive form God.  I also learned how much God cares for us and wants to bless us.

Since then I have been growing and learning.  Sometimes I feel like I'm a wayward child and other times I feel like his prince, but I know he's always with me and teaching me.  My family has always been a great encourager to me.  I'm learning more and more as I go through all life's experiences.  "The Joy of the Lord is my strength."  Now I'm going to college and life is different.  However, God is blessing me.  I was able to meet other Christians and with them begin witnessing to the many lost, lonely, and confused people on the campus.

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