I was born into a religious cult and spent my first ten years separated from the world. We eventually escaped.
Desperate to fit into a world I didn’t understand, as a teenager I found the gym, steroids and Liverpool’s criminal underworld. Turning up to a gunfight made me realise I had to escape. I was arrested and sentenced to three years and four months in prison.
Inside, I dealt drugs. Stopping put me at risk. Then a prison officer caught me putting a note through a cell door. He told me they knew I was moving heroin around the prison. I faced another five years in prison.
At rock bottom, Mum sent Frank to visit me. He told me about Jesus. I prayed, and soon I encountered God’s presence. Everything changed.
After leaving prison, I went to university and became a chartered surveyor. From the prison’s university of life to the University of Liverpool. From Her Majesty’s pleasure to the Royal Institution of Chartered Surveyors. Two years into my career, the police contacted me as a professional to sell the jail I had spent time in. It has since become apartments. Proof that God has a sense of humour — and evidence of a transformation only Jesus could orchestrate.