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The radio
was always on in my family’s house when I was a youngster. It was tuned
to my father’s radio station. There was never a point in my young life
when I did not know what I wanted to do when I grew up. I wanted to be
just like my dad. I wanted to be a radio announcer. Our radio station
was a second home to me. I tinkered, explored and learned at the
station. My childhood was an absolutely wonderful experience, for which
I am grateful.
I also came
to know the Lord during my childhood. My parents had seen to it that I
attended church every week. After resisting the tugging of the Holy
Spirit on several occasions, I finally accepted Christ one Sunday as the
congregation sang “Just as I Am.” The Lord was laying the foundation
for my role at BBN.
As a young
adult, I was quite active in church. I soon discovered that I enjoyed
great fulfillment whenever I used my radio gifts in church. I narrated
cantatas, ran the sound system and recorded services and performances.
I also experienced fulfillment whenever I was able to help present a
Christian message on the radio
My dad and
I decided to sell our AM/FM station in 1986. That decision was tinged
with sadness at selling the family business, but excitement at the
opportunities that lay before me. I worked with the new station owner
for a year, then was led to work in a truly Christian environment. I
began employment as Associate Director of Admissions at a Christian
university in North Carolina. Radio was still tugging at my heart,
though.
After a
couple of years away from the microphone, I knew what I had to do. I
knew that I would only be happy working in radio. I also knew that I
would only be content working in radio if I were working for the Lord.
I was thrilled to receive a response from BBN. My service at BBN began
in 1989. Each day behind the microphone has been a privilege that I
greatly appreciate. I have been able to communicate over the radio,
which I enjoy immensely. Most importantly, I have been able to
communicate the message of salvation. To God be the glory. |