Growing up in a home split by conflicting beliefs has made my life a constant choice. As a child I looked to my parents and older siblings as examples and I could clearly see the outcome of each way of life. At four I invited Jesus to live in my heart forever. I am thankful I made that decision so young because it has stabilized me and grounded me even when bombarded by conflicting belief systems and unstable events. Jesus was always faithful to teach me through dreams and songs as a child and once during a worship service I became so overwhelmed by the presence of the Holy Spirit that I received prayer and began to praise the Father with all my might in words I didn’t recognize. At that moment I gained an understanding of the Bible and wisdom beyond my years. To this day I still connect with God most passionately when I play music to Him.
Though teenage-hood brought with it the challenges of moving, losing loved ones, and health/emotional issues in my home, Jesus was with me step by step. Even during shifting seasons of my own mediocrity and legalism, Jesus was with me as I had originally asked Him. At 18 I felt called to go to the University of Western Ontario. Little did I know that God had prepared a place for me, not only at University, but also at LGT and in London. On a trip to Africa, God rekindled my passion for Him and placed in me a fresh desire to help others draw close to the King of Kings. Recently graduating, I am ready for the next step in my walk with Christ, and I still see my life as a constant choice. I choose to follow Him forever.
Richard
At one time I had it all. I owned a fully paid for luxury condominium! I wore tailor made suits. I had new cars, RRSP's, an investment portfolio, and more. My position as a salesman at Canada's largest radio station gave me back stage passes to concerts and VIP treatment at the clubs.
What I didn't have was the sense to not indulge in years of alcohol and drug use. I got caught up in the lifestyle of sex and drugs and rock and roll which lasted from my early 20's to my late 40's.
One night, I cursed God. I blamed Him for my addiction and my condition. I blamed Him for always grinding me under His thumb. I demanded that He prove himself or kill me.
