I was born in 1970 on a military base in Oklahoma. My dad was in the Marines, so we traveled frequently as a family. We moved to his hometown of Dallas after he was involved in a serious car accident when I was around 4 years old. We attended church regularly, and my parents began serving as local missionaries in the West Dallas community. Seeing them share Christ with others intrigued me as a child. I wanted to do the same, though I had not met Jesus yet myself.
When I was around 11 or 12, I attended a youth camp and had a jaw-dropping experience. I met Jesus after hearing Dr. Willie Peterson preach and his wife sing. My life was refreshed and renewed, and I began to take an interest in learning the Bible. By the time I became a teenager and entered high school, however, my walk with Christ took a dive.
As a young adult in the early 90s, I became involved in a lot of dumb stuff. I was dealing drugs, hanging out in trap houses, living fast, and not caring for anyone but myself. One day, I heard a voice from the Lord say, “Either you come back to serve me by helping your parents, or I will call you home. Your parents are saving souls, and you are killing souls.” That moment woke me up, and I began to get serious about my life with Christ. An opportunity came my way to begin teaching at West Dallas Community School, and I’ve been there for over 25 years.
One Sunday, while sitting in a church van ready to take people home, I saw a beautiful, milk chocolate young woman. I jumped out of the van to introduce myself and ask for her number. Her name was Shelby. We got married in 2001 and have two kids: Marcus and Leigh.
Hope for The Village Church
My hope is that we would be a place where believers are interested in growing in their faith.