DRE’ L.O.C

L.O.C (Love Of Christ)We speak life to a lost soul through Jesus Christ... This isn't RELIGION It's a Personal relationship....As far back as I can remember, I've always been exposed to death and violent crimes. I never understood why God would allow me to experience such things in life at such an early age. From my uncles shooting and stabbing each other when they were drunk and high, to my aunt being sliced up multiple times with a straight razor by her own husband. I've also witnessed my own mother, beaten, and thrown through a glass table by her ex- husband; (not my dad). All these things and more happened before I was even 5 years old. I grew up never knowing my real father, so you can imagine what that led to as I became older. It's funny, so to speak, because I never knew what kind of impact his absence had on me until later on in life. By that time I was already gang affiliated, car jacking and robbing, dealing drugs, and was a two time convicted felon all before the age of 18. I was born, Andre’ La’Von Bowie on July 21, 1972 , in San Antonio, Texas. When I was about 7 or 8 years old, my mother married a man who was in the military(Navy). We soon afterward, moved to California. Mama still worked a lot just to pick up the slack, while the Navy had my step dad on the ship and overseas 6 to 9 months out of the year. Being my mother’s only child, I stayed to myself a lot, but not for long. That’s when, I can honestly say, I became “hell bound.” Something inside of me just clicked! I got tired of being bullied and chased home from school for wearing the wrong colors. I was fed up with living in fear. Before I knew it, that fear turned into hatred, and that hatred turned into anger, and that anger turned into rage. Suddenly I stopped running and started fighting back, using sticks, stones, and whatever I could get my hands on. Those sticks and stones eventually turned into knives and guns. I began to lash out and rebel against all authority figures including my own mother, feeling like it was “me against the world”, literally. By the time I was 13, I was already running the streets, having sex, smoking weed and drinking.“1 Foot In The Grave and Sinking"I went from being locked up in juvenile detention centers to being locked down in so-called adult correctional facilities. But nothing was able to correct these on-going problems that's been occurring in my life since childhood. I know now that I was bound under what is called a generational curse. I remember my mother telling me, “Son please, I don’t wanna have to ship your body back to Texas in a pine box!” And after living this type of life for so long, I actually became numb to what she was saying. But I thank God today; for showing mercy on my ignorance and saving me by His Grace and my Mama’s Prayers. I accepted Jesus Christ into my life at the age of 28, though some said I wouldn’t make it to see 21. I rightfully should’ve been dead and gone a long time ago, but here I am, alive and well, and declaring the Glory of the Lord in the land of the living. 1 Corinthians 1:27 says, “God has chosen the foolish things of the world to confuse the wise...“ BEHOLD!!! ..