Other than the story i already told in my other blog about my police chase. When I was 15, me and my best friend Skyler thought it would be a good idea to steel my dads car and take it for a joy ride.  We were going to pic up some girls and go to a party that was going on that night. So we snuck out through my window, rolled the car out of the driveway, checked it to make sure everything was all good, and we took off. We got to the girls house and they hopped in and we thought we were the coolest kids ever.  Then driving up the road we saw a cop.  I slowed down, buckled my seat belt and just cruised by; but, at that time the cop pulled out and started to follow us. I was freaking out because I knew if I got stopped they would probably take my license till I was 18. I turned the car into a close street hoping he would not follow but he did, and I just got ready to hear the woop woop. He came up to my window and told me my tail light was out! wow a tail light, so he asked me for my license and I handed him my permint, and then he said, ''Son step out of the car''.  I walked with him beside his car and he just had a long talk with me about what would happen to me if he gave me a ticket. But by Gods grace he didnt but he did make my dad come get me which was worse. After that night I lost my dads trust and felt like I owed alot to God, because the kids whose I had planned to visit, two years later ended up on Meth and killed his father.  I often thank Jesus for that blown tail light . This photo is from that night!

 

      I consider my greatest redemption happening in middle school when I was thirteen years old.   I was strugling with O.C.D, really bad "obsesive compulsive disorder." And the way it worked on me, was that a voice in my head continually tried to convince me that I was gay.  The fact that I knew I wasn't gay didn't help. I struggled with this voice for so long that I had to tell my mom what was going on.  She told me that both she and my grandmother struggle with O.C.D as well.  My mom spent a lot of time educating me about O.C.D which helped me understand, and after months of training my brain and lots of praying the thought faided away! And that was the most redeemed I  have ever felt, to no longer have those thoughts in my head.