I was born 1967 in Toronto, Ontario the youngest son of four children. I was born again 1990 in Torrance, California a child of the king. After graduating from San Diego State University (SDSU) with a degree in Psychology and Management I had planned on attending graduate school in the same area, specifically human resources. During my final semester at SDSU my brother, Shawn, had accepted Christ as his savior and he began to share his miraculous conversion with me intelligently and compassionately. I was moved by his story but I had yet been moved by 'HIS' story.
It wasn't until late in August that I woke up one Sunday morning and decided to go to the church my brother was attending. I slid into the pew third from the back and sat quietly as the service was nearly completed. My brother had no idea that I was present but God knew exactly where I was. The service ended and the Pastor (Dr. Charles Bullock) stated that if people wanted they could stay and reflect on the message that had just been shared as the music continued. No one moved for the first few moments and then slowly one by one people came out of their seat and silently began to make their way to the front altar and kneel. I thought to myself this is the best time to get back to my car and escape. Yet, I found myself unable to move and I began to ask myself questions. What am I living for? Why does my heart feel so empty, so unfulfilled?
Tears began to flow from my eyes but they were really coming from the dark places of my heart. I bowed my head and closed my eyes and uttered this prayer, "God...if you are real, you will send someone to me right now!" As the last syllable spoken from my heart was whispered I felt a hand on my shoulder. A man named Rob Stouffel laid his hand on me and asked if I was okay.
I looked up at him with a quizzical expression and said, "Do I look okay?"
"Would you like to go down front and pray about it," he asked.
I replied, "If it will stop me from crying I'll do anything." He smiled.
Thirty minutes later (what actually felt like an eternity) I arose a new creation in Christ as Rob led me to a personal relationship with the one who would fill my heart. For the first time, I really knew his name; it was Jesus.
Two weeks later while driving home on the Harbor Freeway I remember distinctly feeling God's presence in my car (at least my perception). Not really knowing what to say I whispered out the words, "I'm really saved, aren't I?" The simple response was, "Yes, and you have no idea from how much, Fraser." I will never forget that moment as I felt for the first time in my life purity and freedom like I had never known.
And since that day I have seen God save my oldest brother, sister, father (who gave his life to Christ when my daughter Madisen was dedicated), and mother. Since that day I have dedicated my life to serve Him with the gifts He has given just like every other believer.
Since that day I have seen His grace and love in my life do the miraculous, heal the brokenness, and use the weakest.