When I was 12 years old, I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour it was at a church camp. Shortly after I started helping out in a 4 year old Sunday school class at the church I was attending. When I was 15 years old I was a worker on a bus ministry, and a counselor at the camp where I came to know God a few years earlier. A few years later my dear mother passed away and went home to be with God. I was 17 years old at the time, a senior in high school. I started hanging out with the wrong group of friends. Soon I stopped going to church, and turned away from God, and I turned to a life of sin for many years. During this time, I developed a sleep disorder. It made it impossible to remain awake for any length of time I drove for a living and had many accidents, in which I probably should have died, but hardly got a scratch in any of them. There was many, many, many times I would wake up just in time to avoid having a head on collision with another vehicle. Although I was separated from my lord at the time, he was still watching over me. He was still protecting me during my time of need. During these years that I separated myself from God, I have seen, and done things I deeply regret, and found no happiness therein. Now as, I look back through the years I realize I was blaming God for my mother's death, I didn't realize that at the time. Gods protection over me throughout the years and the anguish and suffering caused by the sin I let in my life .It was Gods way of getting me to return to him. Currently I'm married to my lovely wife of 9 years, and have 3 beautiful daughters with her, that I love abundantly much. I'm attending church regularly, and waiting to see what God has in store for me. I believe he has some hefty plans for my life. He just hasn't called to my attention what they are yet. I just pray when he does, that he gives me the strength and courage to yield to him, and follow through with his plans for my life.