I grew up in Virginia to an alcoholic father and a mother who enabled him to drink. There wasn’t really any abuse in my family and my parents raised us four kids (of which I am the oldest) the best that they could. I guess I had a fairly average childhood and was happy for the most part.
When I was in High School my father began to attend AA meetings and he and my mother started to attend church. At first they along with us children attended an Episcopal church of which I became an Altar Boy. Later we attended a Charismatic church, which I didn’t care for at all. One Sunday I did go to the altar to accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior, but it was to just please my mother. I didn’t have a heart conversion.
To make a long story short: While in High School I began to associate with the partying crowd, drinking and doing drugs. One evening in my senior year my mother and I got into an argument and I left home and hitchhiked to my grandparents’ home in Georgia where I graduated from High School and joined the US Navy.
I spent the next seven and one half years in the Navy as an Aviation Electronics Technician travelling all over the Far East and the US. I had a really great career before me, but I threw it all out the window because all that I was interested in was getting drunk and chasing women. I received an “Other than Honorable” discharge for being constantly drunk on duty. I don’t know if I was an atheist or not because I never gave God a thought.
I moved in with my sister in New Jersey for a couple of years but because of my drinking she kicked me out of her home. This was my first experience with being homeless. I was forced to sleeping in doorways and on park benches, eating in soup kitchens or out of dumpsters and all the other hardships of that lifestyle. This was in the fall of 1982. I took a bus to Los Angeles and joined the program at the LA Rescue Mission, where I sincerely gave my life to Jesus in March of 1985. I was at that mission for two years serving the Lord, but finally I fell to the temptations of Satan and relapsed and backslid into a life of sin.
That describes my life since the mid 1980’s until the present time: I would be homeless for a period of time, traveling on a Greyhound bus around the country, if I could afford it, from CA to FL to WA to NY, sleeping and eating where I could. When I got tired of being homeless I would find a program to join. Sometimes it would be a Christian program and sometimes a secular program. I would usually do well in the program and get a job and occasionally, if it was a Christian program, I would rededicate my life to Christ. I even completed a two year correspondence Bible School and recorded the complete Bible on cassette tapes while at the Portland Rescue Mission in 1990.
At the present moment I am living in Las Vegas and am trying my best to be obedient to God, but I do still succumb to sin on occasion. I read my Bible daily along with several devotionals as well as maintaining a near constant attitude of prayer. I have my own little studio apartment and get food stamps thanks to me being a Veteran. I have been complacent about seeking employment. But, I am praying about it. I am tired of sitting around broke all the time. But, I know that God will answer my prayer for a job in the near future. I could also use prayer that the Lord will increase my faith in Him and that I shall remain on the narrow path that leads to Eternal Life.
I plan on serving the Lord and using my Spiritual gifts in whatever capacity that He’ll have me in. Because of my past experiences I would like to be an Evangelist to the Homeless population of America. I would also like to write and design websites that deal with that problem.
I have many hobbies such as reading, designing websites, playing chess, furthering my education and just enjoying life the best that I can.