There was never really a time in my life where I didn't believe in God. I grew up the son of a missionary who would later become a Pastor. I knew the Word, I heard the stories, I sang the songs. I had two faithful, God-fearing parents who taught me right from wrong. But when it came right down to it, although I believed in Him, I did not believe Him or know Him. I had relied solely on the Light in others to get me through my own darkness.
A season of physical illness, a heartbreak, a[…]
