I woke up on the morning of October 31, 2003 as the same agnostic/deist that I had been for most of my adult life, but by the end of that day I would actually end up praying to the God who I was unsure even existed.
In January of 2006, still restless over this issue of competing Protestant denominations, two questions arose in my heart that changed my life for good. The questions I asked myself that day were, "Well, what happened to the Church that Jesus started through his Apostles? What happened to the Churches in the Bible?" What basic and fundamental questions were these? I thought I was silly for not asking them a long time ago.
I still went to prison. There was still much more loss to come. More tears yet to cry. However, the joy to have lost it all, but to have found true life in Christ sustains me every day.