Hi, I'm Pastor James, I am passionately in love with Jesus Christ, and if you read my life story below, I think it will be obvious why. It's beyond words what He's done for me, but Psalm 103 is a good start: Pastor James Photo

"Praise the Lord, O my soul, and never forget all of His benefits, who forgives all of your sins and heals all of your diseases, who redeems your life from the pit, crowns you with love and compassion, and satifies you with good things..."

I'm so grateful for the privilege of spending the rest of my days giving away what Jesus has put into me - what an amazing life! The only reason that's possible is because, like the writer in Psalm 23, I can say: "...my cup overflows."

Pastor James Preaching I preach in prisons, in churches, on street corners, the grocery store... wherever someone will listen. In a dying world there's never a shortage of people to minister to: neighbors, the FedEx guy, the lady who sells me donuts, random teens walking past my home who look like they're ready for a cold soda and some good news...well, you get the idea! At this point, the Lord has me concentrating more and more of my efforts on reaching out to people through the internet. The internet will never equal the value of a face-to-face conversation, but it is the modern-day town square, and at any given moment, there are far more people gathered on-line than anywhere else. Even though I have only just begun to dig my plow into internet soil, it is already proving to be very fruitful! If you want to add a 'Meaning of Life' link to your website or social media account, go HERE for images and codes.

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Every human has a life story -
I'm James, this is my story, and if God can save me, He can save anyone!

I grew up in a dysfunctional home and my earliest memories are bloody fights between my parents that looked like a war zone, littered with broken windows, broken dishes and broken furniture. My Father abandoned us when I was four, and the years that followed were filled with physical and emotional abuse from a mother who was completely broken. I grew up believing that it was normal to live with fear and stress every day, and I know what it feels like to carry the scars of rejection and betrayal.

I later acquired a stepdad whose biker nickname was Outlaw. He embraced me in a loving way and welcomed me into his world, however, he had no parenting skills, so he taught me street skills. I remember a fishing trip, at eight years old, where he distracted the clerk while I stole the ice and bait. We spent many hours in the pool hall where he taught me to hustle. Needless to say, I learned a lot of destructive habits at an early age.

By the time I was twelve, I was using drugs. By thirteen, I was selling dope. By fifteen, I was well down the road of being an alcoholic. After my fifteenth birthday, I left home and survived on the streets, eating out of a convenience store dumpster for a season. I went to jail for the first time that same year, which became a reoccurring theme. It's a miracle that I lived through those dark years filled with an insane amount of drug use. My whole life was one big addiction: an absurd amount of pills, a pack of cigarettes a day and nearly drinking myself to death many times...and, on occasion, even sharing dirty needles with other lost souls. I know what it feels like to hurt so bad and feel so hopeless, that you just want to end your life so the pain will stop, and I came close to taking my own life a few times! Anger was a controlling force and I found myself in and out of trouble, and in and out of court rooms. There was always a trail of one-night-stands and broken relationships behind me.

I was always trying new things and looking for something that would fulfill me - new jobs, new hobbies, new adventures. I worked my way up to some decent positions that were career worthy, but they never lasted, because I was either too restless, or would get myself into trouble. I once landed a suit-and-tie job, and even though the briefcase I carried to work made me look like I'd gotten somewhere, it was phony and just a symbol of what my life was really like on the inside - because the only thing I carried in the briefcase was a bottle of booze and a stack of porn magazines. In one of those seasons that I was desperate for change, I joined the military. It was a great experience in many ways, but I often felt lonely, and I discovered that no matter where you go, you take your problems with you. I met an amazing woman and got married, but after 2 years, that was also a mess.

By Spring of '89 I was about to leave the military with nowhere to go in life. I was standing at a crowded bus stop and suddenly a young guy in the crowd turned around and said, "well, as long as we have some time on our hands, I might as well tell everyone about Jesus". He preached to our bewildered faces for a few minutes and then started picking people out of the crowd, one at a time. He would point and say something like, "if you died today, would you go to Heaven or Hell?" And then without warning, He looked right at me...no actually, it was more like he looked right into me, and he said, "what about you, are you living for Jesus or not?" Something happened to me in that moment... and I've never been the same. As filthy as my life was, I had always somehow convinced myself that God and I were on good terms. I'd had people drag me to church at various times over the years, I'd been to the altar in tears a few times, I had even been baptized in water and I'd said the 'sinners prayer'. But, I couldn't escape that bus stop preacher's words and I knew that I'd been lying to myself. After a week of God pressing on my heart, I reached a breaking point and said to my wife, "I must find my God!"

I started surrendering myself to Jesus Christ and the more I let go of the filthy things in my life, the more free I felt. He took a heart covered in wounds and healed it to the point that I was able to forgive the people who inflicted the worst damage. He healed my marriage and 28 years later, we're more in love than ever. He's given me a deep peace about the past, the present and my future. He forgave my guilt, removed the darkness from my life and made me feel clean inside. I had tried repeatedly to walk away from my addictions but failed miserably until He used His strength to free me. I draw a very real and active strength every day from His presence. I was freed from fear, anger, and racism. He's given me hope that extends to the end of this life and beyond. He's taught me how to love and be loved. He taught me the joy of being a sacrificial giver. I've been empowered to use my past to help heal others.

I've lived a very full life and I've tasted everything that the world has to offer: I've traveled the world and seen 17 different countries, owned 4 businesses including the invention of a successful product. I've been to the best parties, had plenty of cash, and owned cool toys like boats and motorcycles. I attended 3 different colleges, and I have experience in law enforcement, emergency medicine and two martial arts. I've won competitive awards in various things like boxing, sword fighting, photography, and wood working. I can play the guitar, forge steel, write computer code, and I once peddled a mountain bike 100 miles. The list goes on...But, none of those things made me complete or made me a better person inside. Everything I've owned was worthless, and everything I've done was a waste of time, without Jesus Christ - and, I consider it all garbage compared to having more of Him!

The last twenty five years have not been perfect, but they have been perfectly amazing! In a strange way, I'm grateful for the years of hardship, because they made me desperate enough to run to God. But, your life doesn't have to be as broken as mine was to see your need for God's wisdom and power; it doesn't take a rocket scientist to see that the world is a broken place. Jesus has loved me and given me the privilege of loving Him back, which is beyond words. He has given my life purpose and joy. I wake up every day to feel His breath on my life one more time, just to hear His voice one more time, to know His presence one more time, and it fulfills me in a way that cannot be understood unless you experience it yourself. I have found... the meaning of life.

Then Jesus said, "Come to me, all of you who are tired and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28)
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