At the age of nine I was hooked on professional wrestling. WWF
. Weekly i would turn on the television to watch wrestlers like The Rock, The Undertaker, Stone Cold, Kurt Angle, Triple H and Shawn Michaels. I'd watch this so much, to apoint where
I wanted to become a professional wrestler. The time came when someone had the heart to tell me that it was fake. The fights were pre-determined, and it was all a show. I Refused to believe such a lie, but i couldn't help but notice that it was true. I saw wrestling completly different from then on. I'd ask myself "If its fake, why do so many people watch it? it's not true! it makes no sense."
While attending San Ysidro church, I used to be amazed at the drummers who'd play during service. To me, it was amazing to see somebody do somany tricks at the same time, and still be able to keep a beat. Something that was almost impossible for me to accomplish. I told myself,
I want to be a drummer. As the years went by I'd go to practices, church services, and camps just to watch the drummer play. On a thursday practice, the drummer did not attend. It was awkward for me because i'd only gone to go see him/her. The practice had gone on as usual, but this time only with a piano. And only from this instrument alone (Now i know it wasn't the piano) the spirit of God moved, and it brought forth such a sensational melody. I loved it, and again i said to myself,
I wanna be a pianist. Heck! i wanna be a musician all around!
Time went by and i was growing older, my grey hair had been starting. I had gain a few pounds and i was considered fat jaja. I hated being fat, and I'd see other kids playing sports without gasping. I Told myself (once again)
I want to be in shape. I'd began playing basketball, volleyball, football, and wrestling. I used to love playing basketball in a team especially when there was a crowd. To be able to accomplish plays, score, beeing part of a team that knew how to play.
All these things did satisfy at the time, but something was missing. I'd pray to God daily for something but nothing seemed to happen. "Lord, make me a better drummer, make me a better musician, make me skinny!" All I saw was me becoming mediocre. Until one day i decided to ask god for something different. I knew that prayer was the prayer I've been seeking, I left it in God's hands. I asked God to give me passion for something, anything! Help me find something that I could enjoy doing, that I love to do. After patiently and eagerly waiting... God answered. I Didn't know at the time what he had told me but he did.
During this time my brother, Enoc(Totoy), had been singing with an artist known as Tonex. Everything that this brother would do it shook me, i was dumbstruck. During his concert, Out The Box, he'd do everything i wanted to do... but better! He was an awesome singer, great dancer, amazing musician, and he loved God. I would see other artist, kirk Franklin, Deaitrick Haddon, Usher, Michael Jackson and etc.
It came to a point where i found out.
I wanted to be a performer! all these years that I've been searching i finally found what i wanted to do. I didn't like wrestling because of the violence, i loved it because they gave a show! Being a musician alone is awesome, but it attracted me because it helped get the performance moving, it guided the show on. Athletes give a show in whatever show they played in. I wanted to perform, i just didn't notice it.
I'm grateful for the passion God placed in my heart, and the greatest opportunity to be able to perform in front of Him. Now I know what I want to do, and the lesson I learned is, Leave it in God's hands, He knows what He's doing. It's His time, not ours. Thank you for Reading
God Bless!
