As I awoke again to the sound of the sea surging on the rocks, the scream of the gulls, and the beautiful vista fanning out before me, I was struck with the thought, “However did I end up in Newfoundland?” Me, whose life was going to be happily-ever- after in the nirvana of Beautiful B.C. The chain of events was unexpected, un-sought, and wandering, yet God brought me to my heart’s home in this extraordinary province.

Do you remember the day Jesus became real to you?

When I hear the lyrics to "When You Walk Into The Room" play anywhere, my mind immediately goes back to Camp Jackson's sanctuary. This church camp holds a great deal of significance in my life with Jesus.

When my mind wanders back in time, I reflect on the sweet moment I had there where God met me in my lowest place and called me worthy. Even now, my words can't express how His nearness made me feel. From that day forward, I knew without a doubt that God was real!

In March of 2009, a small team from Youth with a Mission Tyler, Texas, called Take Action, visited my local church. At the end of their program, I found myself at the front of the sanctuary, on my knees, with someone praying out loud and over me. I can still remember hearing them praying, “God I pray that this young man would have the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of You; that you would open the eyes of his understanding, and that he many know what is the hope of His Calling, of the riches of glory in Christ Jesus.”