With the exception of four years in College Station, the Metroplex is the only place I've ever called home. I was born in a suburb north of Dallas, into a home where my Mom and Dad both loved and provided for us. My family gave focus to our spiritual upbringing; although priority fell more toward piety and less about affection for Jesus Christ. I believed that my own moral goodness was requisite for a heart that God would favor, and that my responsibility was to ensure that my behavior was always pleasing in his sight.
I'm thankful for this contrast that the Lord gave me before I heard the gospel and believed. Paul writes that God "saved us, not because of works done by us in righteousness, but according to his own mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewal of the Holy Spirit." In eighth grade, a new friend of mine invited me to his youth group. A guy named Todd exalted the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ in a way that I had never heard. I wanted Jesus to atone for the deep sin that I carried. I learned that he became for us all that God demands of us. He was holy and perfect, and would exchange his righteousness for my depravity. I repented of my sin and embraced the free gift of salvation. I no longer lived under the fear of earning God's favor. Jesus had obtained it for me.
My call to ministry is something I wrestled with through college. The Lord made it clear through a series of circumstances that his will for me was to shepherd his church. The Village, where I have attended since 2007, has cultivated an abiding love for the triune God and equipped me in the work of the ministry. For this I am both grateful and charged to continue in the labor of the Lord. My beautiful wife, Dana, and I have been married since 2008 and were blessed with our daughter, Caroline, in 2010. We love the community of God at The Village.
Hope for The Village Church
That as we have received Christ, we would also walk in him. That the gospel would never grow old, but that we would, by proclaiming and partaking, grow into the fullness of our redemption. I long that our missional living would penetrate Dallas culture (and beyond) and testify to all that God is for us in Christ. My hope is that the hurting would know the sympathetic savior Jesus, who passionately pursues the souls of men and women. And more than anything, that God would be glorified by all manner of lives changed through the gospel.