I was raised in a Christian home. My father and mother were very involved in our local baptist church, teaching sunday school, running the childrens church, and helping on the bus routes. We were always at church. I made a profession of faith as a young boy during one of my fathers messages during childrens church. He asked us during the altar call if any of us knew whether or not we would go to heaven when we died. I raised my hand because that is what the boy next to me did. They took us back and explained everything to us and we prayed, but I did not place my faith in Jesus Christ.
For several years I was living a lie, I knew it and God knew it but I did not tell anyone else. It was not until February 6, 2004, as a 15 year old boy, at a missions conference at Bible Baptist Church in Jacksonville, AR that I truly accepted Christ as my Saviour. I could not tell you what the preacher was preaching on that night, but I can tell you that God placed conviction on me like I had never felt before. As soon as we arived at home that Thursday night I followed my dad into his bedroom and told him I needed to be saved. I knew how! I was raised in church, I had even led others to Christ. But I did not have that personal relationship with God. A few weeks later I was baptized. I surrendered to preach a couple of years later.
In the fall of 2006, I enrolled in Bethel Baptist College, a ministry of Bible Baptist Church. God quickly began working on my heart concerning missions, and I gave up my will for His. May 2, 2010 I graduated from Bethel with a Bachelor in Theology in Missions. May 4, 2010 I left with a small group to Dominican Republic. We were only there for a week but God gave me a burden that I could not shake. Trust me, I tried. After much prayer and counseling, I believe that God has called me and my family to be missionaries to the people of Dominican Republic.
Romans 10:14 "How then shall they call on him in whom they have not believed? and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher?"
I grew up in a divorced home. After my mother left, my father did the best he knew how to raise my siblings and I. He tried getting us involved in different churches and we began to go faithfully to Central Calvary Baptist Church but do to a difference in opinions with different church leaders he stopped making us go. However, my oldest brother was involved and faithful to the youth department.In 2004 he asked his youth pastor to come to our house and invite me to go to church camp with the teen department. Since then I became very active in the church and was faithful until I moved away to go to Bible college.
I had made several false professions of faith as a child and teenager but I was not saved. I spent years hoping I was saved because I was not as bad as all of the kids I went to school with.
2 Corinthians 10:12 "For we dare not make ourselves of the number, or compare ourselves with some that commend themselves: but they measuring themselves by themselves, and comparing themselves among themselves, are not wise."
I struggled with assurance for several months. During my first semester of Bible college I began dealing with the conviction of my need for true salvation. Finally on September 1, 2010 a pastor came and preached on there being false Christians in the church, people who based their salvation on their works for the church and not the finished work of Christ on the cross. After chapel I went to speak with our college administrator and finally placed my trust in Christ and Christ alone for my salvation.