God ordained that I should be born and raised in a Christian home. My father was/is an elder of the church that I grew up in. I was blessed to sit under sound ministry from my earliest days and my parents instilled in me a reverence for God and His Word. There has never been a time that I did not believe in an omnipotent, omniscient God; never a time when I questioned the authenticity or relevance of God’s Word; never a time when I could not define sin or doubted that I was a sinner; never a time that I doubted the reality of Heaven and Hell. But, despite my proud declarations of the expanse of my knowledge, I was not saved. I was proud and decided that, since I had all the knowledge, I could pick and choose when I wanted to become a Christian.

The Lord brought that proud attitude to a halt when I was 13. It was at a Christian youth camp when the Lord used one of the talks to truly convict me of personal sin and give me a dread of having to stand before a Holy Judge. After days of seeking repentance with tears, the Lord graciously assured me of salvation. However, the trials of high school life meant that I did not profess my faith publicly. I was not popular, but was part of a successful rugby team, which was enough to grant me some credibility/protection. Sadly, I valued the security of not standing out more than living as a faithful servant of Jesus Christ.

Again, the Lord brought this situation to a halt towards the end of High School, when He caused me to challenge my sense of assurance. A particular encounter with Romans 10:9 made me realize that unless there was a very public confession of Christ, I had no right to assurance of salvation. The situation was compounded by the fact that I had not sought to be baptized. And so, as an 18-year-old, I was baptized upon my repentance from sin and profession of faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.

From then on, I have sought to live as an ambassador of Christ in every circumstance that the Lord has brought me into.

In 2016, I had the opportunity to attend the service at which ERB Frankfurt was formally founded as a church. It was on this same day that I met my wife, Jasmin, and we were married less than a year later. This involved a move to Germany and becoming a member of ERB Frankfurt, where the Lord has taught me so much and brought me so many blessings as well as the opportunity to serve Him here.