I had the opportunity to spend a lot of time growing up in church. Even though I was there most of the time, I realized that going to church was not what I needed if I wanted to go to heaven when I died. At the age of 18, I came to the realization that I was just a person going to a church building. What God wanted from me was to realize that I needed Him. If I was ever going to have any satisfaction and fulfillment, I would have to trust Him with my life. I did that on February 21, 1984. Since that time, God has blessed me beyond everything that I could imagine. He is the reason that I live and He gives me the desire to keeping serving Him.