As a two and three-year old I used to gather all my stuffed animals together and stand up on box and begin to “preach” to them. My Mom called me her “little preacher boy.” As a child God put within my imagination the dream of being a preacher.
As a teenager I began to pursue my divine-daring dream to one day being a preacher. I recognized God’s call upon my life. While my friends in high school questioned the direction for their lives, I had a path laid out in front of me to attend Evangel College and then enter full-time ministry.
Unfortunately I found a detour in the road I had chosen. Instead of completing college in 4 years and seeing my dream fulfilled, God entered me into the “school of hard knocks.” While I was in my first year of college at Evangel, the Lord told me that His plan would be fulfilled “IN HIS TIME.” God set my schedule. Little did I realize then that it would be another 8½ years before the dream God had put in my heart as a child and developed as a teenager would finally become a
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