In May of 2013, I was young, strong, and healthy. I had just turned twenty-three years old. Despite my age, I was extremely purpose-driven, and striving daily to pursue the calling God placed on my life. My ultimate goal was to travel the world and inspire people as a children’s pastor and a traveling evangelist/entertainer. But one day, in a matter of moments, I nearly lost all of it.
The morning of Friday, May 31st, 2013, was just like any other morning. My alarm woke me up, I jumped into the shower, grabbed some breakfast, and drove to church to start my workday. On Fridays, I was in persistent study mode for the upcoming Sunday services. During lunch that day, I was scheduled for a meeting to discuss an upcoming juggling and comedy performance for the following weekend at the Red Skelton Performing Arts Center in Vincennes, Indiana.
The meeting went well. Everyone was excited about the upcoming performance. While trying to contain my excitement, I drove back to my church office, to finish up the rest of the day. On the way back to my office, I found myself stopped at a red light. While stopped, I was rear-ended by a large box truck going at full highway speed (60-65 mph). My car was engulfed in flames.
I can’t remember anything from the moments after the collision. I can tell you that it was bad, and I could have been killed. But instead of my life coming to an end that day, I like to think that it’s when it all began . . .
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