I was born and raised in Huntington Beach, Ca. Just a few miles away from the ocean. I lived in  a housing tract with a lot of other kids, all boys who were older than me. This made it easy for them to pick on me when they were bored, and my only defense was my mouth, which got me in more trouble than I'd like to admit.

My parents were involved in a type of religion that I found out later in life, was a type of "man made" religion that focused on works, and not on what God had already done for me. I was raised in thinking that I had to work my way to Heaven by doing a long list of things, and if  I didn't do them, then I just wouldn't make it.

This type of standard is impossible for any man, woman, or child to attain. So my life growing up was very stressful to say the least. Eventually, as I reached my teen years, I gave up and decided that if this was “God” then you can have him!

I went headlong into the world's ways. What I mean by this is that I bought into the lie that things, and pleasures would satisfy me and that I could be cool with everybody by partying, and continually pursuing a “good time”.

My parents divorced as a teen and my family was destroyed. I lived with my Mom, who left her religion, and we both decided to follow the ways of the world. As I got into my late teens, early twenties, I was riding Harley's, chasing women and doing drugs, a lot of drugs, I was continually trying to find some sort of truth and meaning to my life, and purpose as to why I was here.

By the time I turned twenty-one, I was so burned out on parties, drugs, and oh yes, women (all the wrong ones). I decided to get sober so I could start thinking more clearly.

Don't get me wrong, To say I didn't have “pleasure for a season” would be a lie. Just remember, it's only for a season, and then you reap what you sow. Sorrow, depression, shattered lives and broken hearts, including mine, and sometimes even death. I should have died a couple times over, but by the grace of God...I didn't.

Anyway, I did get sober, but I was still empty inside, pursuing my own lusts of women, Bikes, porn, And I felt so hard in my heart, jaded, angry, frustrated, longing for the truth.

But what is truth I used to say. I knew it wasn't man's religion...been there done that, I knew that it wasn't the so called “pleasures of the world” because those things made me feel even more empty.

About this time in my life this is when the very hand of God started to really move, with me being totally unaware.

Because of my wild lifestyle, and my "F bomb" mouth, I was set up, framed, and fired from my job. My Harley broke down, my car broke down, lost my girlfriend and I was not getting along with my room mate.

My so-called foundation of my life was crumbling before me. Everything that I built was eroding before my eyes. It was at this point that I looked up to the sky, and for the first time asked...God, if you are there, please reveal yourself to me in truth, and oh by the way...If you are real, I need a job! In my arrogance I said this. Having no clue as to what would enfold.

A month later, I found a job as a shipping clerk. The man who was to train me was one of those “Born again Christians”. I though oh great, another religious guy. But one day while he was training me to do my job, He explained to me that true Christianity, was a personal relationship with the creator of the universe, and that religion was man's attempt to reach God through works, and that a relationship was God's attempt to reach man through His son  Jesus. And all I had to do was confess what I have done in the past (sins), and believe that He took the penalty for my mistakes, and believe on Him to be saved, and He would renew me and make me His new creation.

Well this was a lot to swallow at the time. Heavy stuff I thought. I wasn't to nice to him at first. I threw out questions at him like a type of attack. “Well, what about this...and what about that” I yelled. And he then calmly  opened up a book...The Bible, and began showing me the answers that I was looking for and didn't even know it. It was then I knew that something was totally different about this Jesus, this bible, and this man.

At that moment, I decided to pursue this Jesus of the bible. To learn more about Him and His teachings. I started by going to a bible teaching church, Calvary Chapel Costa Mesa. I later confessed to Jesus that I fall short of perfection which is God's standard, and asked Him to come into my life. And wow did He ever!

My Mom was so blown away at my transformation. She then knew that I met God in a personal way, because I was so radically different. She knew that there was no way I could have made this type of change on my own. She saw Christ in me. And later on, along with her boyfriend, gave there lives to Christ.

It has been years now since my journey began, and I still pursue Him. He has blessed me with good health, a clean heart, a beautiful wife, and a loving family of God.

Music was my life growing up, and when I gave my life to Christ, I realized that most of what I was listening to glorified the things that I now knew were trying to destroy me. I was really bummed, thinking that I was going to have to give up styles of music that I loved. It was then I met a Christian girl who gave me a CD of a Christian Heavy Metal Band?!?! Dude, They so totally rocked! I was so excited that Styles were fine, it was the lyrical content that mattered. It was then I started my collection of Christian Metal, Punk, Alternative stuff...That I now share with you today on the Pathfinder Rock Hour!

The Christian walk isn't easy, but nothing worth anything is. I now have the Peace which passes all understanding, I know that when I leave this earth, that I will be in His presence. I see His mighty hand in all of the details in my life. So I walk forward in life with Christ, by faith, in Love.

I write all of this for you the reader, the listener, the searcher, so that you to can have what I have. And this is why I do what I do...

so that you to can know Him, as I do.

Love in Christ,

Pathfinder.