Faith: Humbly Serving My Lord as a Man of Faith
I come from a family who believes and follows Jesus Christ. As a little boy, I remember going to church on Wednesday nights and Sundays, too. Other than Christmas songs…the first Sunday school song I remember was: “Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. Red, Brown, Yellow, Black and White…they are precious in his sight…Jesus loves the little children of the world.”
My hometown consisted mostly of farmers. loggers and cattlemen. Alto, Texas had a 1960’s population of about 1,200 people. As of today, it’s about the same size. Men and women…families, who love the Lord, work hard and want America to remain great.
When I was about seven years old, my parents divorced. It was very chaotic and hard on me. My mom, brother and I moved to a suburb just south of Houston. I was in the 2nd grade.
At a Billy Graham revival/crusade in Pasadena, Texas…I knowingly accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I was in the 5th grade.
This was a huge step for me at a time when I needed the love and peace of God in my life. My mom was trying to make ends meet in Houston…so our days in church were minimal. My mom, brother and I were in survival mode. As I look back on it, sharing a one-bedroom apartment and watching my mom bust her backside to provide shelter and food, was a blessing.
Over the remaining years of junior/senior high school, I attended Fellowship of Christian Athletes meetings and occasionally went to church.
My walk with the Lord really took off during my freshman year at SMU. On April 29, 1980 I attended an FCA meeting with my teammates. Afterwards, in the parking lot…I looked up and committed myself to walking daily with God. I’ve been on a journey every single day since.
Currently, I am a student at Dallas Theological Seminary! Amazing! I can’t wait to share with you some of the things I’m learning and how the inerrant Word of God guides my life today.