I’ve been beaten, broke, and bankrupt.
As a teenager, I ran away from home and for a while I lived out of my car, and ate out of trash cans.
I was raised in fear, living in an abusive home with a dad that would beat, choke and threaten me.
I’ve been diagnosed as manic with severe depression, and told by the professionals that I would be on lithium and other hard-core medication’s for the rest of my life.
I dropped out of high school for a year before graduating in the bottom 3% of my class with mostly D’s.
I’ve lost a best friend to suicide.
I dated 823 girls over a near 10-year period in an attempt to find the one I was to marry and raise a family with, having my heart broken dozens of times in the process.
I’ve been down to my last $3.87 just days before Christmas with a wife and a baby girl and no presents to give under the tree.
I’ve lost millions of dollars in bad investments involving frauds and crooks.
And I’ve made it back again.
Fast forward to today.
I graduated from Brigham Young University with a degree in Business and Management Information Systems shortly after completing a 2-year mission sharing my testimony of the gospel to the good people in New Jersey.
I have a supportive and loving wife and four amazing children, ages 7-12.
Although I still have hard days and feel at times weighed down, I’m not on any antidepressants.
I’ve also obtained some measure of wealth.
My point in sharing this is that it doesn’t matter where you come from, or what you’ve done, or how many times you’ve failed.
There’s always hope.
The sun really does come out tomorrow if we move forward in faith.