My Book

Chapter 1

The Time is now 

It was on May 19,1991 a sunny day I woke up not wanting to go to Sunday school, I had been going to youth group for a  few months, before pastor John was pastor Danny, Youth group at that time was more just fun and games although I do remember him talking with us after we would play volley ball or do some other activity on a Friday night. I remember begging my mom after we had heard about it in youth group to go see the “Power team” and it just happened that we had passed the tent one Sunday and we stopped that was my first encounter with Holy Spirit and saying to me something is missing in your life and family, This Sunday would be a day in my life that would change me, after pastor Danny left, it was the first time I cried in a long time, I didn’t understand why he had to go, in between pastor Conti was the youth leader until we go pastor John, in Sunday school, Rodger who I also did some construction work for was the teacher.  That Sunday he wasn’t there and Pastor John was teaching it.  When class started he had said someone had gotten hit on NY Avenue, right by the church, I remember him teaching and asking us to write a list of ten things that were important to us, telling us to be honest, I had at the time planned to become an architect, get married have a house and a family, a nice car, God was not on my list at all.  I didn’t notice till Pastor John, read his list God was first, but no one needed to hear him say that we could see it.  After Sunday school we walked across the street to go to the main service, I remember sitting with Grandma in the second to last pew on the right side, I remember also that pastor said that Mr. Wicks had passed away that Saturday, the week before I was watching him play in the orchestra, death seemed too close to me, during the sermon I knew pastor was going to give an altar call, all my life I had gone to church but did not know Jesus, as my Lord.  During the altar call, I heard God, say when are you going to serve me, let me be first in your life, I had felt the conviction of my sins, I knew if I was to die that minute I would be lost for eternity, The devil did not want me to move, but as pastor called to those who wanted to know Jesus, I squeezed out of the isle overcoming the fear of what people would say, since I had grown up in the church.  I knelt down and prayed and asked Jesus to be lord of my life.  when I got up I was glowing, because I had finally met Jesus, I walked alone down to the alter I walked back with Jesus.

Chapter 2

August 1991 I went on a Trip to Dayton, Tennessee with Group Ministries, Even though I grew up less that a block from a church it wasn’t till 1990 that I met Pastor Bruce the youth pastor at St. Paul’s Lutheran Church.  I liked there youth group and went a few times, when he asked if I wanted to go on a missions trip I said sure, what we did was to work on houses down in Tennessee, I had brought every tool I owned just about in three tool boxes, when we got there we were slit up into different groups, at first it was disappointing, but I grew to love and admire the people I was working with.  The lady who we were working for was 80 her name was Loma Meyers, we scrapped and painted the house and rebuilt the porch in less that a week, we had fun, saying goodbyes was the hardest, each day we could put notes to the other teammates in envelopes, and on the way home, I realized what an impact I did have.

 Power Like none other

For weeks before September 21,1991 we had heard and prayed for this revival meeting, I had remembered pastor Shaffer and the church being so packed that there was no place to sit. but the church needed a revival, I would walk the streets on Huntington NY, there was two people I met, one was a group of boys in the "wrong section of town the bad part," they were throwing rocks at a house, I had invited them to come to children’s church, the came and years later got saved.  During this meeting many got baptized by Holy Spirit and spoke in other tongs, as the spirit gave utterance.  The last night Holy Spirit filled me to overflowing.  Then he said there was young men in the church who were called to the ministry a week later I was sitting in church and a missionary came, and I felt called to the ministry, I went and told pastor John was I knew and he said he knew, Rob and Dave were called, and going off to Bible College, and in two years I would be there too.      

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