I was raised in Calvary Baptist Church of Grand Prairie, Texas, from a baby to adulthood.  At the age of 10 years, I came under conviction of sin and the fear of hell, so after church one Wednesday night I prayed to receive Christ as my Savior.  I believed in Him and His sacrifice as sufficient for my salvation.  I was baptized the following Sunday night in September of 1962.

As a teenager, I surrendered my life to God and later to missions.  After graduating from high school I attended Bible Baptist Seminary in Arlington, Texas for four years.  In 1974, I began serving full-time on staff as Music and Youth director at Central Baptist Church, Deer Park, Texas.  We were there for five years.  Then after one year on staff as Visitation Minister at my home church, I accepted the pastorate of  Faith Baptist Church in Tacoma, Washington.  After 14 years of pastoring Faith Baptist I knew the next mission field for us was Honduras, Central America.  We have been  serving here since 1997.

God has blessed with hundreds saved and many baptized.  Several churches have been established and currently we are working in 6 areas, establishing churches.  We have a number of men studying  in our institute, training as Christian workers and pastors.

From the time I was a newborn, my parents had me in church.  I was raised attending Calvary Baptist Church in Grand Prairie, Texas, under the ministry of Dr. Earl K. Oldham. 

At the age of 6, I heard a message on hell and knew that that was a place that I did not want to go, so I went forward.  After someone showed me some verses in the Bible, I prayed.  Years later, at the age of 13, I was at Bible Camp and one of the leaders there had a heart attack.  We were all worried about him and praying for him and people kept saying, “If he dies, at least we know he will be in Heaven.”  For the first time, I began to realize that I didn’t KNOW FOR SURE that I would be in Heaven if I died.  I remembered PRAYING at the age of 6, but I didn’t remember WHAT I had prayed.  I didn’t remember feeling sorry for my sins or asking for forgiveness.  I didn’t remember feeling the NEED for a Savior.  I just remembered thinking that I would do what ever they told me to do to keep out of Hell.  It’s possible that I was truly saved at age 6, but at the age of 13 I made SURE that I was truly born again!  Since that time, I have never doubted where I would go at death.

Later that same year, I began to feel that God possibly wanted me to be a missionary when I grew up.  Then, our Jr. High leader showed us the film “Through Gates of Splendor”.  It scared me so bad that I decided that I never wanted to be a missionary!  I just knew I would be killed!  But I was so miserable, that finally, I told God that I couldn’t stand it.  If He wanted me to be a missionary and for me to die on a lonely beach at the edge of some distant jungle, that that was exactly what I would do.  I just didn’t want to feel miserable any more.  After I surrendered to Him, His peace came and took away all my fear and doubts!  During my Jr. High and High School years, I chose classes that I thought would be useful on the mission field.  And so, from the age of 13 years, I KNEW FOR SURE that I was going to Heaven and that, I was going to be a missionary!

I have NEVER EVER regretted either decision!