I was not born into a Christian household. My parents were not believers, but had attended church infrequently as children. My mom is a Cajun from Southwest Louisiana and her only experience with organized religion was in Catholicism. Although, she attended church on a somewhat regular basis, she had not yet experienced new life in Christ Jesus, nor knew Him as Lord and Savior. My dad’s family attended twice a year at best (Christmas and Easter) at the neighborhood Baptist church in South Carolina. I mention all this to say that my two sisters and I were not exposed to the gospel of Jesus Christ by our parents at an early age. 


I was born in the Myrtle Beach, South Carolina area, to two loving, dedicated parents. I have a two year older sister that is a school teacher in Willis, Texas and a twin sister that last served in the Armed Forces for twelve years.  As kids we moved ALL THE TIME. When my parents came in to the living room and announced that we need to have a “family meeting”, our immediate response was “Where are we moving?” We moved, literally, every two years of my life until the age of eighteen. (South Carolina – Texas – New York – Connecticut – Kentucky – Kansas – back to Texas – then finally Louisiana) NO, in case you were wondering, we were not a military family. My dad spent twenty five years of his life in Corporate America.  When he moved up the ladder, we moved out of our house!  As a result of the constant change and interruption this brought to my life, I spent the majority of my childhood and adolescence in a constant drive to find acceptance.                                                                                                                                                         CONTINUE >>>



I began my undergraduate degree at Louisiana State University (Geaux Tigers!) with the goal of completing a degree in Business Administration. I was still very fresh in my understanding as a disciple, and honestly began my degree and career in pursuit of success by the world’s, big house, car, etc. I knew with my dad’s connections what an advanced business degree would mean for me. There was one glaring problem; my heart was not in Business Administration. I was unhappy in class and knew I would be discontented in life. It was clear to me that I was pursuing a path that was contrary to God’s will. I needed God’s guidance and began to ask God to show me His way, His plans for my life. He is faithful and He answered. (Matthew 7:7, James 1,4)

As usual, God has a way of blowing our expectations away. For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts”. – Isaiah 55:8-9. It was clear; He was undoubtedly calling me to full time ministry in the local church.  I immediately thought this could not be right! I had barely been a member of a church. I had never attended youth group, camp, VBS, ...anything, until the age of thirteen.This unmistakable calling was prying into my life and stretching me past my comfort level. I hesitated and continued to pursue other directions knowing that it was nonsense. God’s call on my life was annoying. I was simply not going to ignore it away.  After much time in prayer, scripture, meditation and wise counsel, I accepted the inevitable.                                                                                                             <<<BACK     CONTINUE >>>

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