HOW WE GOT STARTED

What God Does

February 2002, Sunday morning at about 11am I found myself walking into very unfamiliar territory. I was a cold stone sinner bent on doubling my corrupt nature at every chance I got.

There were two very distinct thoughts in my head though. One, if i died, I would go to a devils hell. Two, God was talking to my heart (nothing else can) and He was telling me to go to church.

Any sane person would agree that's a very compelling combination. So, I sat in the congregation of mostly Africans and Jamaicans feeling very very uncomfortable and I listened to the preaching of a powerful bulked up Pastor by the name of Peter Ajala. At the end of the service he asked if anyone would like to meet Jesus and be forgiven.

That was the point at which my life changed.