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I live in Dallas with the love of my life, my wife, Monica and our new baby Presley Kate. Monica is also my best friend’s sister, making him officially family. I love the lake, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, friends, wakeboarding, the beach, real estate, learning, Jesus Christ and the UFC. I love to hang out with family and friends. I have always worked in sales, selling everything from skateboards to buildings. But the latest change is a career move into vocational ministry. I am now a full time pastor at a church in Dallas. I am 6'7" and attempt to play basketball...I am terrible. Life is great!!! I love to strategize on how to make it better and debate topics pertaining to that. Visit my blog and news letter at www.provoke-thought.blogspot.com .
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Story of Grace...
One phrase to describe my childhood: identity crises. I showed animals in FFA, skateboarded, freestyle rapped and beat boxed, sang in the choir, carried a gun at times, tried to be a lover and fighter and failed, "attempted" all sports, drove a '79 Mercedes, and got a tattoo at 16...IDENTITY CRISES. My college life would sadly be called normal...what I remember of it anyways. I always found my identity in dating a lot of girls and I loved hanging out with my friends. I have never (not once) been without a girlfriend since the 5th grade. (dependency issues???) My normal college life consisted of a lot of drinking, sleeping around, the occasional drug use, and a short time in jail. When I graduated and moved to Dallas, I held on to my college life very tightly. I didn't want to let it go. This put a HUGE strain on my long distance relationship with Monica. One day I stumbled into a church. I was hooked after the first Sunday I went. I was addicted to the abuse that I would get from knowing that I was living a life in complete rebellion to God. At 23 I had everything society told me I needed. An awesome career in corporate America, a house, motorcycles, a nice car, friends willing to die for me, an AWESOME girlfriend, and lots of attention from this pretentious city. I lived to make memories of which the details quickly faded and blurred together. I lived for the weekend and the next party. One Sunday Todd, my pastor, told a story of a wild stallion that was afraid to be captured. It lived in fear, constantly looking over his shoulder. All in attempts to remain "free". When a local farmer successfully captured the horse, he spent months taming and breaking it. He provided the stallion with shelter and lead him to food and water. He loved and cared for the horse and for the first time the "wild" stallion was truly free. Maybe cheesy...? But I got it. I always said I believed in God. Even when I was doing all sorts of wrong. I had never, however, trusted Him with my life. At this moment I trusted my life to Jesus Christ. I am not naive. I am person who struggles with blind faith and values intellect. But I've found that the answers to my questions are out there. They make sense and anytime you TRULY look for truth, you find it. I have found many people just don't want to find it. Life is GREAT and when it's not, I remember this world is temporary. That AWESOME girlfriend married me, making her my wife and her brother, my best friend, my brother-in-law. I learned what it meant to lead a relationship and to care for a woman. I am still learning and loving the journey. If you have any questions that I could answer please do not hesitate to contact me.
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