About

As a child my parents brought my brother and I to church often, or so I’m told. I don’t remember anything from that early in my childhood; I had a brain injury when I was 7 and even the years immediately following it are hazy. Today, I’m thankful for my brain injury, it played a significant role in shaping who I am.

Afterward, my parents didn’t bring me back to church until I was a teenager. My mom began going regularly and soon I was going with her. I think I’ve always believed, but it took years of this for my faith to develop completely into my own. It wasn’t until I was in my early twenties that I felt like my relationship with Jesus became more personal. Eventually, I felt led to go back to school. For the next couple of years I focused on myself, learning and growing. I soon realized that I had hit a wall in my spiritual growth. There was a critical element missing from my walk with God, I knew what it was but I didn’t really know how to get it. After 3 years at a community college I transferred to UMass to finish my degree. My second day on campus that missing element was added to me, real community. I met the right people and got involved with a campus ministry called Chi Alpha. I soon found that I had something I never had before, a community of christian friends that I did life with, this was a game changer for me.

Since that time most of us have graduated or moved on to other things. I myself have moved across the country to do what I’ve been called to. Right now, I don’t really have a community like that, but I trust that God will give me that again. In obedience, I’m about to step into what God has for me.