The most decisive moment of my life occurred on April 3, 1990, when the Lord graciously saved me through faith in Jesus Christ alone. On that day, I came to see the depth of my sin and the sufficiency of Christ's atoning work, and I trusted fully in Him for salvation (Ephesians 2:8–9). It was not a dramatic conversion accompanied by striking external circumstances, but it was utterly real: the eyes of the heart were opened, and the One who had been unseen became undeniably present.

 

On April 22, 1990, I publicly professed that faith through believer's baptism at Fellowship Baptist Church in Longview, Texas, under the pastoral leadership of Wayne Goodman, alongside Youth Pastor Randy Young. That local church played a vital and formative role in grounding me in the authority of Scripture and the ordinary means of grace, a debt I carry with gratitude to this day.

 

In the years following my conversion, I did not experience an immediate call to preach or vocational ministry. Rather, I grew as many young Christians do: attending church faithfully, participating in summer camps, learning the Scriptures, and maturing both physically and spiritually. Those years were often quiet, marked by steady growth rather than dramatic direction. In hindsight, I now see the Lord patiently shaping foundations that would bear extraordinary fruit in the years to come.