chrstlvr86's 2007 Mazda 6

For anybody that has met me anytime recently they guess my testimony. As a child I grew up in L.A. half on the streets living in a car with my dad half with my grandmothers when my dad decided to give up his pride. Lived with my dad until I was eight and he died of a heroin overdose after he couldn't handle the stress of staying with the mother of my half-sister who was just born. My sister was taken by her mom after my dad died and I havn't seen her since. After my dad died my grandfather, my aunt and several others in my family past within months of each other. My grandmother went nuts and had to be committed for close to a year. Pretty much it was horrible and among it all I had to live with my mom who a druggie and in and out of jail my whole life. Anyways, when I was eight a cousin of mine decided to give me a picture Bible she was gonna throw away after she got done with her religious phase. The night I got it I was bored because I was at my other grandmother's house and so I began to read the Gospels. It was then that I believe that God reached out noticibly and grabbed me and pulled me to Himself. That night I began fascinated with God and read those Gospels over and over and over again all the way through the night. In the years to come God would become more and more real in my life to the point where I really do consider that it was Him who raised me, and real as any other father would. He visibly provided, protected, guided, and taught me, all for years before I would ever be invited to a church. To this date despite a rough childhood, I have been give grace after grace and now have the opprotunity and privelege of not only continuing in the relationship with Him but blessing and encouraging my Family in Christ all over the world.