Rambled through life without direction, responsibility or intention until I was almost 41, and was confronted with the total waste my life had been to that point. A divorce, loss of a good job and loss of friends because I was a compulsive gambling addict led to this revelation, which was, in fact, long overdue.
I became intentional, seeking guidance from others, which led me to church, which led me to Christ, on March 3, 1993. Shortly afterwards, the debt and desperation led me to commit forgery in order to pay off the debt. Well, that was a particularly unbrilliant decision, and it led me to prison. I got out, tried to function normally, and failed again, returning to prison. Now I'm out, with an addictions counseling certification, working at a treatment center/transitional housing program with other ex-felons and also combat vets. The work is fantastically gratifying and right were I need to be.
Biking, reading, CEUs (yeah, right!), my grown kids
For I determined to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and Him crucified. (1 Corinthians 2:2)