Hello, my name is Carlos G. Just to tell you a little bit about myself, I was born in Costa Rica. My wife and I moved to the United States in 1995. I learned English and attended Kansas State University where I received my masters degree.
I grew up in a rural area of Guanacaste in Costa Rica and moved to San Jose, the capital for High School and College. But during my second year in college I remember having three tests, calculus in the morning, Physics in the afternoon, and Chemistry in the evening. Unfortunately I didn't do well on the first test. Of course, because I was thinking about not doing well on the first test, I didn't do well on the other two. From here things started going south in my life. I had always been a good student, but I started having problems with my self-esteem, I thought I wasn't a good student, and I was letting my parents down. I was feeling bad because my parents were paying for my education and after a year trying to survive in this situation I was getting deeper and deeper into drinking and making other unhealthy choices. I was lost. I didn't have a purpose in life. This is when I started thinking that I didn't deserve to live.
But one day after I talked with my mom and told her that I was quitting the university and then went to talk with my supervisor in the university and had a big argument with him about quitting, this happened.
I took the bus from the university to downtown San Jose. The bus was almost empty, with only two people on it, the driver and an elderly man-probably in his 80's. I sat in the last row and this man came to the back and asked if he could sit next to me. This was really strange because all the seats were empty, and he wanted to be next to me. For a while he tried to get my attention, but I wasn't interested in talking with him. Then he said something. He said that there was a solution for all the problems that I was going through. And that solution was Jesus. That Jesus had been knocking on the door of my heart for so long, but he was still waiting for me to open my heart to him. He told me things about my life that no one else knew, mainly that ending my life was not the solution and that even though I thought I wasn't a good son, and that I was disrespectful to the people who loved me, I was a good man. From that moment this man got all my attention and everything that was around us faded away. He mentioned that Jesus was waiting for me to receive him in my heart, that I had to ask for forgiveness and really mean it. When we got to the last stop in downtown San Jose I asked him his name and told him I wanted to keep talking to him. Then he said that names were like labels and weren't important. He said that you have to look for what is in the heart of every person. He said, "Don't worry I will be with you when you need me." and he turned and walked down the sidewalk through the crowd and was gone. I never saw him again.
I went to the closest church, got on my knees and cried for about an hour. Then I opened my heart to the Lord. My problems weren't gone, but I started walking with Him.
When I look at my life, I see this moment as a turning point. Before I was without purpose and after this and to this day I live with a purpose in my life. To serve Him.
The Lord met me at my lowest point in my life. I was lost, hopeless and I was mad, and I thought I didn't have a future. I was feeling dirty. And he met me and started working on my life to change all these feelings. Since then amazing things have been happening in my life, and that will take me more than five minutes to tell you, but I will be more than happy to share them with you sometime. And this is my faith story.