My life before Christ was an endless cycle of pain and misery. I think of it like being on a merry-go-round on fire. At the age of 15, I started experimenting with things like drugs and alcohol. In and out of several treatment centers and jail. My cousin began praying for me and I started attending the Pinelake Clinton campus. My life today walking with Christ is something I can’t put into words. If I would have known it would have been this good, I would have jumped the gun along time ago.