I was born and raised in Long Island, New York. My family did not find out I was deaf until 2 years old. I was the only deaf person in my family. They sought out ways to communicate with me and where I could attend school. I was enrolled into Cleary School of the Deaf.
I grew up in a Catholic family. I remember attending Christmas and Easter masses. There were times when I attended masses; I asked my mother what the priest was saying. I had no interpreter at the church services. I also took religion classes.
At some point during one night, as I was looking up to the ceiling from my bunk bed, I wondered what will happen to me if I died?
After I graduated from high school, I attended Gallaudet. As I wrapped up my sophomore year at Gallaudet, I decided to stay in D.C. during summer. A friend visited my apartment, and we had a conversation that led one thing to another, he said something about Heaven, angels, and Satan. That definitely caught my attention. I recalled some details about them from my religion classes.
The next day on Tuesday, May 19, 1998, my other friend met me, he asked me if we could talk after sprint drills. I gladly obligated him, so after the drills ended, we met at the abbey’s eatery. We talked a little bit, then my friend shared the gospel with me. At that time, I remembered seeing the pictures at the Catholic church, and as a kid, I asked myself this question, “Why is Jesus so important?” After hearing the gospel, I received Christ as my Savior.
For the first time in my life, I attended Deaf church. It was truly a rich experience as I heard God’s Word in clear ASL. Later I became a member of this Deaf Baptist church.
During the revival in 2002, I surrendered my life to serve the Lord full time. Then in 2004, the Lord called me to preach. While at this time, I attended Capital Baptist Deaf College. I became an associate pastor in 2012.