I'm a Fisherman

I'm a fisherman.

I'm a tax collector.

I'm a tent maker.

I'm a carpenter.

I'm a farmer.

I'm blue collar.

I'm white collar.

I'm not the kind of person you would expect Jesus to pick to spread the Gospel.

Three years ago, God called me out of the ordinary to use me for something extraordinary. Three years ago, I went from punching the clock to punching Satan in the throat.

I'm a disciple of Jesus Christ.