There was a time in my life - quite fragile and dark !!

  All my childhood I lived from houses in houses and without my own place (Uncles, Aunts, Grandparents, friends) all this because of the divorce of my parents, I spent my youth in a vulnerable and full of violence in the city of Mexico mainly in the times of the 80s and where skateboarding seemed the only way out, 1981 seemed like a special time, especially since it was the moment where the child would become the greatest expression of rebellion.   Punk and the lonely young kid.   From 13 to 18 years I entered the Mexican punk scene, the youngest of all in the poplar of Mexico and where the groupies seemed to leave a horror movie, from here to there regardless of the distance the most important thing was to see the favorite punk band, the violent times where there was no internet and it was best to take a pill or weed to connect with people, every Saturday night seemed to be the last but there was something that always protected me or someone? I always had the perception and thanks to my mother who told me as a child she prays to God he will take care of you, unfortunately I could not learn much from her or from God because they separated me from home because of a weekend discussion full of blows and mistreatment .   The Skate - the apparent solution.   Skateboarding, ramps, friends and alcohol were for me the perfect combination in a lonely world where it seemed that nobody cared, there was no family bond, much less an interest in a marginalized and young rebel who although it went very well At school and I always characterized myself for getting the best grades in my DNA was violence, fighting or seeking a lawsuit was the perfect flavor for my week, my days were not successful if I did not have a street lawsuit or skated until the legs stopped reply. This way of life continued until the age of 21 where my life history (parties, drugs, tattoos) was broader than a yellow section. It was an autumn when I came to skate in one of the most representative colonies in Mexico where a Lady told me God bless you son and remember that he loves you, behave yourself, that was a bomb for me to start turning to the sky but without knowing what God meant that sweet lady, was God not known? In my mind thoughts were passing as I am not a criminal, I have not killed anyone, I go very well in the school referred to by the Lady of more than 50 years who approached me that day.   The love that heals all.   At age 22 I married my wife Karyna and met true love, she came from a Christian family and where for me to go out with her when we were dating I had to go to church, pfff was not something I liked but I liked but being with her so I could bear it. Two years after I was married almost my first daughter was born, a Sunday pastor said that God had loved us so much that no matter what we did or had done he forgives us and that the greatest example was his love in sending his son Jesus to this world and that died but rose again for our sins; That same pastor on leaving the place greeted me and told me the same thing as the Lady years ago, God bless you! Years after having excellent jobs and in fact very good salary my life seemed to go better and I hardly missed that life I had but in the bottom of my heart I continued to hate, hate for life, hate with people, hate my Father mainly for abandoning me and who by the way was in jail the third part of his life.   My approach to true love was when my marriage was wrong because of my mistakes, I had cheated, lied and hurt my beloved wife however it seemed that everything was going worse because my second son was in the hospital that December 24, 2002 I remember that the doctor came out and told me, your son has a very serious asthma and you must be ready because it seems that he was not saved, it was the worst moment of my life and everything fell, he was sitting on the street outside the hospital turn to heaven and it was when I remembered that Pastor who said that I had a father in heaven who could forgive me I did not understand very well but prayed to God that night asking for forgiveness for all the damage he had done, I asked him to take away my hatred and resentment but that day I made a promise that if he healed my Son from his illness I would give him my life and serve him forever.   The next 24 hours seemed the most difficult but that night I felt different my heart had been healed, I felt peace and it was when my son left the hospital in my wife's arms and the doctor could not explain how he had healed so fast, I felt the greatest joy and from that moment my interest in knowing God grew, many good and bad things continued happening; In fact it seemed that the words of Jesus in the Bible made sense. Come to me all of you who are tired and burdened, and I will give you rest Matthew 11:28   God has given us so much of his love and mercy that we already have 5 years serving him in the street but also to the churches and through this action sport, the skateboard became a passion but a passion to talk to people who need Jesus, we can no longer stop our ministry Christian Skaters Mexico has 19 youth and 3 couples living Jesus and equipping the youth of the churches in terms of evangelism, missions, leadership and service.   I never imagined that 20 years later I would continue on a skateboard, what was my departure in youth became a platform, a tool to expand the gospel and I am very happy doing this and I enjoy every moment but there is still a very big task because In Mexico there are 1.4 million skaters so I ask you to pray for all our family that is serving God through this ministry.       God bless you!!