During the days and weeks after my wife took the kids and all the stuff and left me, filing for divorce and the whole nine yards, I was at my lowest. And during those days, I had to decide daily whether I wanted to live to see another day. One thing I knew, from the get go, was that as long as I WAS going to live another day, I needed money. So I kept working. The part time job was the hardest. Delivering pizza's to families in nice homes on the weekends. Seeing dad's playing with their kids, stuff like that. It got to the point, where everyday I worked that part time job, I mean for weeks at a time, I would have an emotional breakdown, EVERY DAY. So it was that on one Sunday, I had to deliver like 10 pizza's to one of the mega churches in town. (Not the one I go to). It was shortly after service when I arrived. I managed to get the pizza's to their location, but sure enough, I had a break down. One of the staff Pastor's pulled me aside and we talked and prayed. He told me, that God was going to work miracles in me, that quite frankly, I couldnt even begin to see or comprehend. That was last October 2008. By July 2009 I was playing drums in the best praise team group in the area, at a church that is attended by over 1100 a week in all activities, 700 of which hit our services, and by Aug 2009 I was reconciling my marriage. My faith grows stronger every day. I owe it all to HIM. I now exist for Him and He will use me as a tool of faith and as a light, to show the way to the Lord for all who would follow.