“Just please don’t make me a pastor …”
I was 22 years old before I knew anything about God. Those 22 years were filled with continuously searching for love and fulfillment in worldly things. I quickly found my identity in athletics. When graduating from high school I went on a full basketball scholarship to a school far away. I left everything I knew and followed my dreams. After several months at college I found myself in the partying scene. I was now looking for that love in guys and partying.
Summer 2009 I called my brother who worked for the Salvation Army and I told him I needed a job. That is when I began to work for the same corps that sent me into CFOT.
I wish I could tell you every detail of how I got from there to here but all I know is that God had a plan for me. The officers at my corps loved and invested in me. They never once pushed God on me but they allowed me to see God through them. I found myself wanting to always be at the corps around them.
Still longing for love and fulfillment, I opened up my Bible and heart to hear from God. I surrendered everything to Him and became a soldier in 2011. I told God to use me in any way, just please don’t make me a pastor. Little did I know what God had in store for me once I fully surrendered to him. It took me 22 years to find that love I searched so hard for and I’m so grateful that I never have to live another day without it.
“And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:19