In the beginning...
Where did my story begin? My story as a believer began in the summer of 1976 at Falls Creek Baptist Church Camp. I was 11 years old and it had been a rough year at home. One of my three brothers had become involved in drugs and there had been some pretty scary moments for me as a young tween. Summer camp was a welcome reprieve. What I didn't realize was that I was in a divine set-up. Morning sessions at camp were followed by break-out sessions in these open pavilions. I chose a session with a speaker named Eddie. He told the story of how he shot his mother while strung out on drugs. He told us that even as his mother bled out, she was praying for his soul. He went through the entire story of how Jesus saved him spiritually and physically. I knew without a doubt that I needed that Jesus! Earlier that summer I had seen my own strung-out brother trying to leave our house, his being confronted by my other brother, and a pretty intense wre...