I was born in Sapulpa, Oklahoma in l941 into a home with Christian parents and three older siblings. When I was seven, I realized if I died, I'd be separated from my family. My older sister especially prayed for me, I know. I accepted Jesus and trusted Him to save me. Then, I didn't especially have any "feeling." I had to rely on "if we confess with our mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in our heart that God raised Him from the dead, we will be saved" (Romans 10:9-10). For by grace I am saved through faith and not of myself. It is the gift of God (Ephesians 2:8).
I taught ESL classes a little when it was small over at the Wedgewood location, then maybe one or two years at Southcliff at the loft. I had some memorable moments. One conversation stopped me in my tracks, so to speak. I asked, "What is something you miss about your previous country?" One student, who had spent most of his seventeen years of life in a refugee camp, answered, "Gunfire."
As far as an autobiography of myself is concerned, that sorta stymied me, because that is a rather long story.
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