Discover the Power of Being Found

In 2005 I was incarcerated in Kenosha, Wisconsin.

I was expediently headed toward death. I was literally on death’s doorstep, HIV+, chasing one high to another, devoid of any true decency. I was homeless and held within the grasp of intravenous methamphetamine drug addiction and ungodly sexual perversion. Those two things defined me the most. I was a liar, a thief, and a manipulator. I had separated myself from my family so that I could live this way.

I lived in the darker regions of humanity without God.

I was LOST with no where to go. I did not get to this place overnight. And it seemed I belonged to no one.

It is from this jail cell, that I believe my life began to change.

This is the place that I was FOUND.

Matthew 2:18