I was raised in Lubbock, Texas — the oldest of three, in a home full of faith, football, and quiet faithfulness. My parents believed in showing up: for church, for family, for neighbors. I gave my life to Christ at 14. That decision didn't just shape my faith; it shaped how I lead, love, and steward everything I've been entrusted with — as a husband, father, and guide.

For a long time, I thought I was going to be a doctor. That was the plan — mine, and my family's. I entered college as a pre-med major chasing certainty. But somewhere between chemistry labs and biology lectures, I began to feel a dissonance. I wasn't wired for that path. What stirred me most wasn't science — it was story. History. Human behavior. Legacy.