Boy, it sure is refreshing to find a forum on the internet with other dedicated Christians.
Here's a pic of me...
Lately I've been receiving nothing but bitter persecution for my faith - both online and in the real world. However, I consider these trials a blessing and I'll gladly suffer for Christ anyday, as it ultimately brings me in deeper fellowship with him.
Since I'm always willing to discuss my life when the opportunity rises, I may as well give you fine folks something to read - and hopefully I'll find myself becoming more acclimated to this new environment at these Christain Forums.
Anyhow, I'm almost 28 years old, was born and raised in Milwaukee Wisconsin among a wonderful God-Fearing Family who helped instill valuable morals into my feeble existence. Ya see, I was born with a condition called Lymphangioma - a rare stipulation that affected my entire right leg with extra fat.
From the outset, my family and doctors had absolutely no idea of whether I'd ever be able to walk. Well, thankfully Prayer and many surgeries later - I grew up walking normally to this very day. Even at a tender young age, I could always feel the presence of the Good Lord with me. He's helped me to overcome hundreds of surgeries for various medical conditions and always helped lead me back on the straight path whenever I found myself drifting away.
Even despite having pure intentions toward others, I obviously managed to find myself in trouble during life's walk (*sigh* still do). Let's see, there was hooking up with countless females during my teens (I'd rather not elaborate further), driving recklessly, disobeying my parents... the list goes on. Eventually, I became extremely ill at the age of 19, lost 6 pints of blood, and was rushed to the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota for a permanent colostomy. Yep, it sucks... but the life altering event also helped to prolong my life.
In due course, I also blasted a deer on my crotch rocket motorcycle at 120 mph without a helmet, and the Good Lord summoned his angels to keep me safe from that potentially tragic event. In fact, I never hit the pavement after slicing the deer in half. Yep, I should be dead - but I'm not, Praise the Good Lord.
Soon after I moved down to Florida, spent a year among the palm trees, and everything went great. That is, until my house was robbed. To help cope, I began doing lots of Ecstacy and experimented with a few other drugs, while smoking weed everyday.
That was clearly a dead-end road, so to salvage what life was left, I moved back to Wisconsin to clean-up my act, stay grounded amongst family who have my best interests at heart, and submitted myself fully to Jesus' will.
Over the past seven years, God had made me more healthier and productive than ever. My walk with him everyday deepens, and the knowledge he imparts my way helps to touch others in a positive and uplifting spiritual manner (hopefully). He's the only thing that truly matters in my life. I pray that he allows me to reach the spiritually dead before its too late, as this happens to be my primary objective everyday.
It's an utterly depressing world we reside in, but God definitely gives everything meaning. Wow, thanks for listening to my inital rant. Take care and God Bless.
Here's a pic of me...
Lately I've been receiving nothing but bitter persecution for my faith - both online and in the real world. However, I consider these trials a blessing and I'll gladly suffer for Christ anyday, as it ultimately brings me in deeper fellowship with him.
Since I'm always willing to discuss my life when the opportunity rises, I may as well give you fine folks something to read - and hopefully I'll find myself becoming more acclimated to this new environment at these Christain Forums.
Anyhow, I'm almost 28 years old, was born and raised in Milwaukee Wisconsin among a wonderful God-Fearing Family who helped instill valuable morals into my feeble existence. Ya see, I was born with a condition called Lymphangioma - a rare stipulation that affected my entire right leg with extra fat.
From the outset, my family and doctors had absolutely no idea of whether I'd ever be able to walk. Well, thankfully Prayer and many surgeries later - I grew up walking normally to this very day. Even at a tender young age, I could always feel the presence of the Good Lord with me. He's helped me to overcome hundreds of surgeries for various medical conditions and always helped lead me back on the straight path whenever I found myself drifting away.
Even despite having pure intentions toward others, I obviously managed to find myself in trouble during life's walk (*sigh* still do). Let's see, there was hooking up with countless females during my teens (I'd rather not elaborate further), driving recklessly, disobeying my parents... the list goes on. Eventually, I became extremely ill at the age of 19, lost 6 pints of blood, and was rushed to the Mayo Clinic in Minnesota for a permanent colostomy. Yep, it sucks... but the life altering event also helped to prolong my life.
In due course, I also blasted a deer on my crotch rocket motorcycle at 120 mph without a helmet, and the Good Lord summoned his angels to keep me safe from that potentially tragic event. In fact, I never hit the pavement after slicing the deer in half. Yep, I should be dead - but I'm not, Praise the Good Lord.
Soon after I moved down to Florida, spent a year among the palm trees, and everything went great. That is, until my house was robbed. To help cope, I began doing lots of Ecstacy and experimented with a few other drugs, while smoking weed everyday.
That was clearly a dead-end road, so to salvage what life was left, I moved back to Wisconsin to clean-up my act, stay grounded amongst family who have my best interests at heart, and submitted myself fully to Jesus' will.
Over the past seven years, God had made me more healthier and productive than ever. My walk with him everyday deepens, and the knowledge he imparts my way helps to touch others in a positive and uplifting spiritual manner (hopefully). He's the only thing that truly matters in my life. I pray that he allows me to reach the spiritually dead before its too late, as this happens to be my primary objective everyday.
It's an utterly depressing world we reside in, but God definitely gives everything meaning. Wow, thanks for listening to my inital rant. Take care and God Bless.
