For 16 years, the object of my worship was myself. I chased things that brought me worldly pleasure in an attempt to satisfy the burning desire I had for significance. I was in fact, as Ephesians 2 says, "dead in my trespasses and sins...following the course of this world...living in the passions of my flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind." These "passions" and "desires" included drugs and alcohol, popularity, relationships, etc.
But God, being rich in mercy, gave me life on July 27, 1996, at Promise Keepers in Indianapolis, IN. In the Hoosier Dome among 62,000 other men, I was unable to resist the effectual call of the Holy Spirit as Tony Evans boldly preached that Jesus Christ was crucified, that He died, that He rose from the grave three days later and that the Father's wrath was quenched in that moment, making me alive together with Christ. In one moment I was separated from God with no hope, and in the next, I was eternally His, saved by grace and given hope. I was left with a new freedom from the bondage of years of sin and death and a passion to glorify my God.
I attended Ouachita Baptist University in Arkadelphia, AR. (I know you don't know where that is, but trust me, it's a real town.) I picked up a guitar for the first time my freshman year and found myself consumed with playing, singing and learning new songs. I began leading 30-40 youth from First Baptist Hot Springs in song and led there for four years. During that time, I also played at camps and conferences, a bible study called Refuge, and at T Bar M Camp Travis, the place where God called me to help people taste and see Him through music.
After graduating college and a dark stint in Nashville, I moved to Dallas, where I led the music at Metro Bible Study. A year later, a guy named Matt Chandler started speaking at Metro. We became close friends in a short amount of time. After a dinner at my apartment one night, Matt told me that he was called to pastor a small church in Highland Village and that he was getting off the road. I thought he was crazy to give up traveling, which I had been doing and wanted to continue to do. As Matt was speaking, I knew in an instant that I wanted to be a part of this local body of believers. In a moment the Holy Spirit turned my passions 180 degrees from making money and seeking fame to the local church.
I attended Matt's first service on December 1, 2002 and began volunteering almost immediately after that. I started working full-time as the Worship Pastor at The Village on March 31, 2003.
Hope for The Village Church
My hope for The Village is that it would continue being a body of believers who know they are wretched, yet saved by Jesus Christ, causing them to walk daily in humility and who would seek deep Truth and the rescue of the perishing.