My personal testimony can be found under the My Story menu at the top of my blog site. However, I have decided to include it here since many readers only look at the blog entries.
All men in their innermost being want their lives to matter. I am no different. I have, since my earliest recollections, wanted to be someone whose life counted in a significant way. As I have come to know and understand, a life that really counts is also one that counts for eternity and not just for this life’s journey. Also, I can never remember a time when I did not believe in the existence of God. From the time when I was five years old and prayed my first prayer when I had to go to the hospital for surgery to the time I prayed a few years later for God never to let Mom, Dad, my brother Jimmy, or me ever die, I believed I could talk to a heavenly Father. Where this desire to communicate to the Creator came from I cannot tell. I never attended a church service except for one occasion before I was twenty years old. I can only believe that the Scriptures are true and wise when they speak of the innate knowledge of God and eternity that the Maker has placed in every one of us.