I grew up in my present home church. As a young boy, I made a profession of faith and was baptized. The problem was, I never asked Christ to be my savior. Though I never got out of church, I can tell you that it is impossible to live a Christian life without Christ living in you.
October the 4th, 1994 was a Tuesday and Pleasant Hill was in revival. I was 30 years old. As the special music was being sung that night, God broke my heart and will and convicted me that I was a lost church member. I went to the altar right then and prayed and asked God to forgive me and to save me. I praise Him that He chose to give me that one more chance despite all my years of playing church and playing at Christianity.
What a difference it made in my life when I became truly born again. When I was 39, God began to deal with my heart about preaching. I struggled with this for a while because I wanted to be sure that it was God's will and not some crazy idea I dreamed up myself. After some time, I accepted that call in my life. I was very nervous as I stood before my church and made the big announcement, but I knew for sure that this was God's will for my life.
