The words in this title seem truer to me today than almost any day in my remembered past. On May 21, 2011, the day I married Erin, these words ran repeatedly through my brain. On January 25 of this year, my son Lukas Addai was born, on that day too these words rang true. But today, as I sit in my office and think about what is coming up on August 11 I cannot think of any words more fitting. On August 11, 2013 I will be ordained to the ministry of the Church by the pastor and church that raised me in Duncanville.
I can’t begin to explain how humbling this fact is. Pastor Keith Brister is the pastor that I sat under and was led by for the majority of my life. Greg Bowman came as the youth minister my 8th grade year and is still there today. These men have had an impact on me that I don’t think they realize. They have challenged me to grow in my faith in ways that are unparallelled by most people. I cannot express how appreciative I am for both of these men.
My dad has been a member of this church since he was in his 20s. He has served on staff in multiple roles, as the chair of deacons, a Sunday School teacher, attended many Youth Camps and countless other positions of leadership. He has also raised me in a loving home. He has loved my mom in ways that I only hope to emulate in the ways that I love Erin. He loved us kids more than we deserved and taught me what it means to be a Godly father, husband, and man. I am forever indebted to the impact my dad has had on me.
The rest of my family has been so supportive of me throughout my entire life. My mom is incredible. She would literally do anything for me. I will never be able to repay my mother for the way she comforted me when I was upset or the way she disciplined me when I wasn’t acting right. My oldest brother Ryan has always been my role model. I’ll never forget how upset I was when my mom told me I couldn’t get the same hair cut that Ryan had because we had different hair. I wanted the undercut so badly. My other brother Colin has always been my best friend. We shared a room our entire lives and fought like brothers do. But, when we finally grew up and realized that we could be brothers and friends, it was awesome. We got to live together in college for a year and a half and I take full credit for him meeting his now wife Kinsey. Kinsey is pretty cool too. Micaela, my younger sister is awesome. I haven’t always treated her the way I should, especially when we were younger, but I love her so much. My dad always told my brother and I that we would one day look back and wish we had treated her better when we were kids. He was right. She’s starting at UMHB in the fall, which isn’t HPU but its a pretty decent school nonetheless. I’m so proud of the woman of God that she has become. She has impacted me more than she realizes.
I can’t forget the bestie. Daniel has been my best friend since 6th grade. We’ve been through so much together and I can’t imagine a better friend. From watching the way he and his family grieved when his mother passed to our late night trampoline jumps, he’s always been a great role model. We used to come up with some of the greatest summer plans you could ever imagine. One summer we were going to make a robot that could do whatever we wanted it to. One summer we recorded literally everything we did. One summer we tried to draw 1,000,000 different stick figures. It didn’t matter how ridiculous it sounded or how far we were from finishing, they were some of the greatest memories I’ll ever have. Also, let it be known that we shoved the rule that you don’t keep your best friends from high school out the window. He was one of my best men in my wedding and I’ll be the best man in his this December.
There are countless others who have had an impact on my life, but for the sake of stopping this blog I’ll stop there. But, let me echo the sentiment from the beginning. I am living proof that grace and mercy abounds. Thank you all who have touched my life.