MY STORY

I wasn’t always the joyful business guy.

For many years I was a hyper-perfectionist, enslaved to the game of basketball. I often took over 1,000 shots per day, on top of hours of other workouts.

No matter how skilled I became, I never felt good enough—even when I was named the MVP of an undefeated team.

When I'd given countless hours of blood, sweat and tears to the game I so loved and still wasn't satisfied, anxiety became my portion.

In the summer months of 2005 when I would go full-throttle on the court upwards of 14 hours a day, I slammed into burnout.

Here’s an excerpt from my book about my story, Obsession, Depression, and Resurrection:"

Emotionally and mentally, the battle had gotten far too intense; freedom slipped further away. The inability to handle my problems through willpower made me hate myself even more. I felt dark…useless. I saw no point in going on. I forced myself out of bed and trudged to the shower as I decided how to end my life on that hot, summer day. As the water beat on me that awful morning, something strange happened—something I’d never experienced before. What’s going on? I wondered, anxious about what would happen next.

By the age of 18 I'd accomplished much of what I thought I desired. I’d reached the top of my class athletically and academically, and my childhood dream of playing college basketball was before me. Yet, in the midst of my success, I decided to take my own life.

Fortunately, that was not the end of my story…

God broke into the shower on that unforgettable morning with a peace that was palpable. And I had an overwhelming sense that I needed to go to one particular church.

Reluctantly I went, and the sermon that Sunday was largely about those who are at a point of hopelessness!

Through a series of events the following year, I fully surrendered my life to Christ September 14th, 2006.

There was no turning back. And there was no holding back. I was all in!

My first four years in Christ were very intense. The emotional wounds driving my perfectionism had not yet been healed. I had no idea how to access His presence. But I knew He was real. So I told everything that had a pulse about Him. As you can imagine, I saw some good fruit, but it was also draining.

To make a long story short, in that season of 2010/11 when I was bound by religious perfectionism, God unexpectedly touched me with joy unspeakable and full of glory.

This was a series of encounters that I knew had to do with the amount of time I was spending in prayer. So I started praying at least 3 to 4 hours/day for years.

In 2016, I felt a nudge from the Lord to start writing my story in the form of a book. So, I dove in! I was working fulltime and then writing hours late into the night, especially because I was a newlywed who made sure to spend time with my new bride as well.

How’d I have time for it all?

I didn’t.

At least not at the pace I was going.

In retrospect, I should have spent way less time on the book and let it take another year.

But I wanted it done in months!

The stress and anxiety to achieve, especially for my new bride, was too much to handle. I was allowing my time with God to decrease significantly. The worst mistake I could have made.

And it caught up to me one awful morning.

March 29th, 2017—a day I’d rather not recall. I was editing the latest draft of my book at 5:00am when suddenly…

Blood flow to the right side of my brain was temporarily blocked!

I collapsed to the floor and started screaming.

Sheer terror.

Parts of my body that seemed fine were now hardly functioning.

Dreams were dashed in a moment. I knew life would never be the same.

Numerous things had gone wrong medically. But emotionally, the stress of the writing and fear of nearly dying at age 30 was too much to handle.

“I can’t die this young! I have so much ahead of me! I just married the woman of my dreams. We’re supposed to have a future together!” These thoughts raced through my mind as I lay horizontal day after day.

The following year, I could barely get off the couch. Fifty to a hundred panic attacks per day tormented my heart and mind.

There was little relief. The peace and joy I’d once known in prayer seemed elusive.

What had I done? I thought. Had I become so driven that God abandoned me?

While anxiety attacks were still my daily portion 1 year later, my breakthrough finally began.

I stumbled into a method of encountering Christ that allows Him to heal the roots of our negative stress responses, yielding immediate relief.

God stepped into that awful scenario that landed me in the ER on March 29th, 2017. And He rewrote on my heart how I perceived that entire catastrophe—even bringing healing at a cellular level.

Wow! Were there fast results!

I was able to find Him in the secret place again. His incredible love and joy seemed even deeper than before.

It was an absolute dream come true. That was several years ago now. And nothing has alleviated my anxiety and stress more than learning to receive heart healing and steward His supernatural joy daily.

I learned that heart healing and daily encounter must be combined. Those who rely on heart healing sessions alone usually have their wounds reopened in a matter of months. But, like my scenario, if you’re trying to pray with a wounded heart it will be very hard to sense His presence.

That’s why my entire approach combines what I’ve learned about heart healing and daily encounter—which is how you can sustain the heart healing you receive. Something that’s very rarely taught.

And I tailor it towards the unique wiring of high-performers, which make up only about 8% of the population. It takes one to understand one. I’m confident God has put me on this planet to release His healing joy, especially to highly driven individuals. It’s my life passion.

After all I’ve been through, my burning desire is for YOU to get the breakthrough you’ve been searching for! You can be free from stress and anxiety—for good.

I’m living proof that anxiety, stress and burnout do NOT have to be life sentences. God can genuinely heal and recharge your life, from the inside out!

To check out my book, snag a copy of, “Obsession, Depression and Resurrection.”