Lover of life. Adventurer. Peace maker. Hopeful romantic. Inspirer. Size 14 shoe.
Favorite color: Blue
Favorite book: Jesus and the Disinherited by Howard Thurman
Favorite movie: Pride and Prejudice
Favorite season: Spring
Favorite book of Bible: 1 John
I was born in Dunwoody, GA on August 13, 1987. My mother and I moved around a bit while I was growing up. While I didn’t have everything I wanted, growing up I never felt lack. At the age 5, I dragged my mom to the front of St. Stevens Baptist Church in southern California to answer the call of salvation. At 5, I came to Jesus. At age 13,
Jesus came to me. It was then, living in Macon, that I took a bold step to stop playing church and become serious about what I believed. They were wobbly steps but I never looked back.
The calling to serve
Out on my own
In 2005, I left Macon to begin studies at Morehouse College in Atlanta. Eventually I decided to pursue religion and philosophy. I have great memories of college: the AUC, the friends, parties, late nights and good times. During that time, I also grew spiritually. I was a member and actively involved at the Greater Travelers Rest Baptist Church in Decatur.
On September 2, 2009 I was ordained as a minister at New Hope Baptist Church in Macon. That next year, I accepted an opportunity to be the youth pastor at a small church in College Park called Greater Faith Church. Teaching, preaching and relating to young people was a natural fit for me. It confirmed my love for and desire to share God’s Word and love to transform others.
Face to face with adversity
May 2011 my world came to a standstill. One sunny afternoon, I was leaving the library while at home in Macon, when I started to experience blurred vision. I knew something was wrong. No more than two days later, I got the news that would turn my life upside down. After a CT-scan, they found a spot on my brain. The doctor’s reply to me: “They would aggressively pursue a solution.”
So here I am today. I could have died the day they rushed me into emergency brain surgery. But I lived. In anger I asked God why this had to happen to me. Cancer. There were many times he seemed silent. Today I still ask, “Why me?” But now it’s because I want to fulfill whatever it is God intends for me. I think I’m on the right path.
I don’t know what the next chapter of my life holds. The rest of my story, like anyone else’s, is yet to be told. But as each day unfolds, I believe God and the promise He gives us in Jeremiah 29:11, and so I trust Him and the plans He has in store.