I was raised in a very loving Christian home growing up. I always attended church on both sunday mornings and Sunday nights as well as on Wednesday nights where I attended children’s choir RA’s and the Awana program. I really had a great childhood growing up. I never really ever went without anything I needed and mostly that I wanted. My family owned a cow farm where I grew up working very hard having to learn how to take care of animals and building a great work ethic. I stayed very involved with church all the way through my high school years going to church functions as well as on multiple missions trips around the state of Georgia. I wasn’t ever allowed to go out to parties with my friends like I wanted to while I was growing up because my parents wouldn’t allow me to, which at the time I didn’t understand why and wouldn’t realize until many years later that my rebellion towards them and their decisions for my life was definitely the wrong way to go. They only wanted what was best for me but I couldn’t see that at the time. So as soon as I graduated from High School and moved into a house on our farm that I had fixed up, I completely turned away from God and how I was raised and went into full-blown party mode. I started drinking and actively smoking pot on a daily basis, those two things led into my heavy usage of ecstasy, cocaine, and different types of pain pills, while still drinking and smoking pot. After several years of me doing these drugs I had been arrested three or four times, lost everything that I had ever had or saved up in life, and had really ruined my relationship with my family. I would continue down this pathway of addictions for several years until finally going to my first rehab to try and get some help, but because I didn’t really want to change, I didn’t stay there for very long at all before I got kicked out for fighting.

Over the next eight or nine years I would start a very bad addiction to meth allowing it to completely destroy my life worse than the other drugs already had. As well as my two sons and their mothers lives as well. This whole time I was really missing the one thing that could have saved me from going through this very vicious cycle over and over again, and that was my relationship with Christ. I would finally catch more felony charges for receiving stolen property and a firearm charge and be led to Mighty Man Ministries where I came to avoid going to prison or so I thought. The Lord had different plans for me though. What I didn’t know was I had actually been living in a prison for the last 15 plus years and even though it didn’t seem like I was. The Lord helped me to realize that through Mighty Man’s process I was able to fully submit my life over to the Lord and to Christ Jesus and allow them to lead my life down the path that they wanted me to go.