My Story:

I was raised in a small town by my parents in south Texas. My parents did their best to raise my three sisters and I with love, prayer, and church attendance. During my high school years I became involved in a New Age group that practiced witch-craft, energy manipulation, spiritual communications, and demonic influences. I began to manipulate candles, see spiritual beings, and even had a rune branded into my back for greater power. After several demonic encounters I decided that I no longer wanted to practice with the New Age group and quickly departed.

I became an atheist and began my long journey of denying that God even existed.
If anyone would ask me about God, I would flat out deny that he, she, or it even existed. I would get into fights with my parents and family members because I hated hearing about God. Like several atheists at the time I even denied that Jesus Christ had ever lived. The thing is, when I look back now, I knew He existed. He would send me dreams and try many different ways to get through to me and show me that he was real, but i would harden my heart and flat out refuse to listen to his calling. I denied that God existed to everyone, including myself.

I was a sex addict, manipulator, thief and a liar. I tried drugs, alcohol, and even more sex to try to fill this empty void inside of my heart. Relationships and material things seemed to distract me from the emptiness and meaninglessness that I felt inside. From the nights where I would stare at the ceiling and just feel completely empty. During one of those times, Jesus called me. He laid on my heart the song "Jesus loves me" and I began to weep. I realized how meaningless this world was and what it had to offer. I realized how cold and cruel this world really was and that I wanted to change. So I surrendered my life to Christ Jesus and placed my faith in Him. Now, I am striving to live by His Spirit and spread the love of God to those who are dying of thirst, but don't understand why.