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The Throwaway Baby, Part 2

As I diligently studied my Bible, the Lord captured me.

The “fetus” kept growing and became stronger each day. When he was 6 years old, that “fetus” walked into a Seventh-day Adventist primary school, not with a cane, as the doctor predicted, because he wasn’t blind; not in a wheelchair, as the doctor had warned, because he could walk. He walked in and he did well in every subject. He continued his education at an Adventist academy and then went on to an Adventist university, where he studied to become a pastor.

That “fetus” is a part of God’s master plan for the end-time. That “fetus” is me. Although I was supposed to die many times, God preserved my life for this time.

Amazingly, however, in spite of my miraculous delivery, Satan almost won my soul.

Poor Upbringing

I’ve faced many discouragements in my life. Our father did not support us, and we grew up very poor. I was told that I would never amount to anything, that I was the worst person. I know about hardship. My siblings and I had to share one school bag between three to four of us. We received secondhand uniforms. Often we would go to school hungry because we hadn’t eaten for days. The Lord kept us, but it required discipline.

Growing up in the south side of Belize City, kids tend to stray like sheep. And as a young man, I went astray. I was out in the world, playing the devil’s music. I know a lot about the music of the street, because at a young age I was exposed to it.

I Needed to Change

You may wonder, How is it that this young man with such a powerful birth story—why was he even out there? It’s the result of taking my eyes off Jesus. It’s the result of thinking that being young means to have fun with the world. It’s the result of following bad company. But the Lord brought me back through a series of chastisements, but He chastised me in love. There were some things I did that were wrong, and the Lord began calling my attention to those things and convicting me that I needed to change.

One of the those things was music. I used to play at clubs. On Sabbath morning I would be at church, and as the sun set, I would be at the club. From church to club on the same day. And I would meet other friends from church there too. But I praise the Lord because those same kids that I would meet at the club later came out from that scene, as I did, and we formed a special ministry to propagate our message: This music will lead the masses to eternal ruin. I have reached this conclusion because of my experiences and what I saw at the clubs. I wouldn’t recommend it to anybody. To anybody who is out there, I would say, “Come home!”


As I diligently studied my Bible, the Lord captured me, and I made a change. It was amazing. I found that the closer you get to Jesus, the more He opens your spiritual understanding to the spiritual warfare that’s going on all around us. We wrestle against spiritual wickedness in high places. I would be afraid to go in a club now. I know the music would have the influence of demons.

God brought miracles in my life, and He is still doing miracles for me and others. My dream is to see millions saved in the kingdom of God. By His grace, I have been able to lead out in many evangelistic meetings and have had the joy of seeing hundreds of people baptized through this outreach. I believe that many young people and older people, if we come together, can hasten the coming of Jesus.

My mother, who I love so much, always reminds me, “Never forget that you were a throwaway baby. Never forget that you belong to God. He preserved you, and you are here to bring Him glory.”