When I was 8 I was saved by the grace of God, by 12 I was giving sermons in our Youth Group, as soon as I turned 14 I graduated to our teen group and started preaching there. The pastor of my church took me under his wing, he also took my best friend under his wing. He taught at a local bible college, allowed us to attend classes, by 16 I was preaching in our church on Sunday nights, by 18 I evolved in to the person you now know today. Does this mean I know anything about God? No, I was living a lie. I wasn't faking my religion, but now that I look back on it, I have to ask myself if I ever really believed, I was looking for someone to take all my problems away. When I figured that God wasn't doing that, I took matters into my own hands. I was kicked out of my house as soon as my mother found out that I no longer believed in God. She quickly let me back in, but I joined the Air Force, this meant that I had given up my former life and had to start fresh at 18, I wasn't going to bible college, so where better else to go then the military?

I used God as a crutch, as many christians do, my life is better without God. If you believe in God, I respect that, it takes a lot of balls to go against the modern image of life right now. And I'm not saying all christians are the same, in my life I've met one good christian man, someone who full heartedly believe in God and devoted his life to God's word. He's by no means perfect, but that's what he strives for. Funny little story. The man's name is Tim Pool, greatest man alive, but we had just gotten back from coallating like 20,000 spanish new testaments bibles, (Including Psalms and Proverbs) down at this print shop that our church helped support. We're driving down the road, and Tim's a nice size man, and he was trying this Atkin's diet, so when we stopped at McDonald's he got a burger. We were eating in his car, and he started throwing the buns off his hamburger out the window onto a country road. This struck me as odd, why not just throw the buns in your sack and throw them away later, I asked. He told me that his bag was going to go right out the window when he was fully finished he replied. My God, this great man of faith littering on this beautiful world God had built for us, so I enquired further. He reasoned that if Jesus was going to come back someday and take all the christians back to heaven while God burned the earth, then what would a little litter going to hurt if it would also be burnt up in the same fire that is to consume the world. He had a point.

Kyle

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