The Lord saved me at the age of 15 as a result of the infamous 9/11 attacks. I had been attending the St. Amant Baptist Church in St. Amant, Louisiana, as a bus kid since I was five years old. I remember being talked to about salvation often as a child, but I don’t think I really understood it. When I became a teenager, my understanding of the Gospel changed. I knew that I was a sinner and that I must trust Jesus alone for salvation; however, my pride, rebellion, and self-reliance made me confident that my sinful lifestyle was okay the way it was without becoming one of “the church people.” Yet, when I heard that the Twin Towers had fallen to terrorists, I didn’t feel so invincible after all. As a result of that tragic day, I neither slept nor ate well because of the deep fear in my heart that I might go to Hell. God definitely had my attention. I thought, What if I had died in one of those crashes? On the next church service that came around, I fell under the conviction of the Holy Spirit for my sin and asked Jesus to be my personal Saviour. He has forever changed my life.
I was privileged and blessed to be reared in a loving Christian home. My parents made sure from the time I was a baby that I was at church three times a week. My kindergarten Sunday school teacher asked me in class if I knew for sure when I died if I would go to Heaven. I told her, “Yes, I would go to Heaven,” and I honestly thought I would because my parents took me to church three times a week and made me behave. She told me I would not go to Heaven, because being good does not save you. I realized I was a sinner and could not go to Heaven on my own. That day after class, I bowed my head and asked Jesus to come into my heart.
Through much prayer and listening to the Holy Spirit’s leading, my wife and I have decided to join forces with veteran missionary Brian Johnston and his family in reaching the people of Toronto and the Greater Toronto Area. Bro. Johnston has labored for ten years in the Toronto area to win souls, disciple believers, plant churches, and build a strong, pattern church, the Gospel Light Baptist Church. Our plan is to join his team in planting, multiplying, and strengthening churches all around the Toronto area.
Thank you so much for your support, regardless of the form it takes. We’re happy to have you with us. As of this writing (July), we are slowly coming out of our most recent lockdown. (The cycle of lockdown—slowly reopening, fully reopening, and then getting locked down again—is getting hard to keep track of nowadays.) I understand that we are one of the last remaining places in North America to continue with the strict COVID regulations that we currently live under. With that being said, we are seeing more and more people return to church with the addition of drive-in/outdoor services. We have a long way to go, but we’re encouraged to see faces we literally haven’t seen
in church for at least a year. We’ve even seen a teenager return who had stopped coming!
People are still getting out and about, so I was able to get out some Gospel tracts and Gospels of John to folks I met on the trails that go all over the place out here. Depending on the person and the situation, I can get into different conversations. I gave one Gospel of John to a teenage young man who was at a skate park doing tricks on his scooter, which apparently is a bigger deal here than I ever realized. He was more than happy to do a double tailwhip for me and then take my Gospel booklet. Another instance happened when I was walking a trail and decided to go exploring a little. I got myself into a situation where I couldn’t go back the way I came and actually had to walk some railroad tracks for a while before I could get back to the trail; it was here that I encountered and gave a Gospel of John to a young man also walking on the railroad track, although I don’t think he was stuck like I was. I usually keep a backpack with Gospel tracts, my Bible, books, etc. with me so I can do some reading, praying, studying, and witnessing when the opportunity arises.
For the past four weeks though, I was unable, until very recently, to go out like I normally do because I randomly threw out my back! I had been doing some serious trail walking one day, and then I improperly lifted some heavy things. When I least expected it, I tried to get up out of my chair to grab some coffee, and BOOM, pain hit me like I’ve never felt in my life! I doubled over and had to be confined to my bed for several days before I could sit up or do much of anything on my own. My wife took care of me in such a compassionate way that I cannot do it justice trying to write it down. I literally could not walk on my own, so if I needed to go anywhere, I had to use her as a human walker while she basically carried me to my destination. Thank God for an amazing wife who showed such patient love to me. As of this writing, I’m almost completely back to normal with some cautions still in place.
Our youth are currently in the middle of a Summer Challenge: The Heartburn Challenge (Jeremiah 20:9) in which they are memorizing verses from the book of Proverbs. They are collectively trying to reach different benchmarks that I’ve set in place, the highest of which is a trip to the dunk tank for me, with them and possibly the whole church trying to dunk me. They’ve already gotten ice cream out of me, and they are currently approaching the benchmark of my being “executed” by a “water balloon firing squad.” I’ll try to get a video of that and post it to our ministry Facebook page when they pull it off, as I’m positive they will! Please continue to pray for our ministry with the teens, as we have some leaving for college soon and more new ones coming up. What a blessing!