Our Story
Nearly 20 years ago, I sat broken and hopeless in a cold, dingy jail cell. Looking hopelessly at the crossed-out days on my homemade calendar, I can remember thinking, “What purpose will my life ever have? I blew it!” Slowly putting my head in my hands, I thought again, “Man! I have no hope of ever doing anything with my life. I’m going to prison.” Those were dark days. A challenging chapter, but not the ending. The setback to the setup for what God was planning to do in my life. He had a purpose for my life that I was yet to discover. You were created on purpose, for a purpose!