I became a follower of Jesus at a FCA baseball camp as a high school senior. On July 4, 2000, God graciously showed me that my attempt to find joy in this life apart from Him was silly and ultimately sinful. From that day, I began the lifelong process of following Jesus. It is interesting though how God often must take things away from us for us to know Him deeper.
After college, I moved away for graduate school in Texas. I moved away from home, family, friends, and everything comfortable. I had nothing left to distract me…. so, for the first time I opened the Bible and read it cover to cover. For the first time in my young faith, Jesus was bigger than just my personal savior. He was the center of my story, the center of the Bible, the center of human history, and He was the center and source of all joy. I have never recovered from this truth.