12/06/2026
I found Jesus when I was about 17 years old, and now at 57, my faith is still the foundation of my life.
For many years, I struggled with condemning myself, often feeling like I wasn’t worthy. I tried so hard to be the perfect Christian, but I’ve come to realise that’s something none of us can achieve. I’m far from perfect, but I do my best each day.
What I know with certainty is this: I believe Jesus died on the cross for me. I trust in Him, I pray in faith, and by His grace alone I am saved—not because of what I’ve done, but because of what He has done.
There was a time when I was a professional fisherman, and I talked to God constantly. Out on the water, I felt close to Him, and I was blessed to catch many fish. Life has changed, and I don’t talk to Him as often as I once did, but I know He hasn’t moved.
My journey hasn’t been about being good enough. It’s been about learning that God’s grace is greater than my failures, and His love remains faithful even when I struggle. I’m still walking with Him, still believing, and still thankful that He never gives up on me.
