My teens were tough. I had Jesus by my side but I didn’t act like a saint. I lived for the thrills, the mischief, the fame. My relationship with Christ was still growing, however, and I began to discover worship, as I had been playing guitar since my preteens.

            When I was 18, I went through a great period of searching. God had impressed on me that I was to give up my dream of becoming an engineer. I tried to fight it but it became clear that this was not meant to be. At this point I was lost.

So I began asking God for guidance. It wasn’t long before I got a call from a missions organization asking if I wanted to come to Guatemala for a month. I said, “Make it 2 months” and I was set. Nine days later I stepped out in faith and hopped on a plane. It was in Guatemala where I felt closer to God than ever. I wrestled with Him, trying to figure out who I was and who He was.

I remember an amazing experience, God gave me a vision. It was a close-up picture of a purple flower in a field. God asked me, “What colour do you see?” I replied, “Purple, of course!” Then in one crazy move, the scene zoomed out and I was looking at the world from space. Then God asked me, “Now what colour do you see?” I replied, “Blue, green and white.” Then God spoke, “In the same way that the earth is neither just purple or just blue and green, I am also. You see a small part of me and miss the large part. You see a large part of me and completely miss the detail.”

            So here I am, 20 years old, still trying to discover this mysterious God. I am broken and foolish as a human, but with Christ, I can say I am perfect.