As a young child, I can remember my father being the strongest man in town all the kids came to see him do great feats of strength. However, one of the most painful times of my life was the day my father left my mother, never to come back. I still see the screen door slamming and him walking across the yard. My mother was young and did a great job raising me, but my heart was broken. The pain in my life was so great, and I knew that I never wanted to feel that again. 1 began working out and taking Karate - I was determined never to let anyone hurt me. I excelled in sports in high school, and trained my body to be a machine - exactly what the U.S. Army was looking for. I became an Airborne Ranger Special Forces war machine. I went through 22 military schools, becoming that self-sufficient man that no one could ever hurt again. I also trained in martial arts and received five different black belts in different styles and developed my own system of self-defense to be tried throughout the world. I trained the first mixed martial arts world champions, ten in total. In addition, I began to train my mind by taking college courses of every kind - Business, Industrial Management, Accounting, even Welding. In all, I accumulated eleven years of college and have three doctorate degrees. I had traveled the world, written books, been on many television programs, was in hundreds of newspapers and magazines, trained world champions, was known throughout the world as a Grand Master of Martial Arts, and was knowledgeable of many things due to hundreds of credit hours in many universities. Although I had man accomplishments. I was the loneliest person I knew because I had set myself up on my own little island of self-deception. I had done it all and did not have anything else to accomplish. I never had any lasting relationships, only acquaintances. After all of this, that hurt little boy inside this big man's body was still hurt and insecure, longing for some type of peace - not just another piece. I met my beautiful wife, whom after 28 years I love more today than in the beginning. We have a beautiful daughter who back when she was five years old asked me why they killed Jesus. I was supposed to be the all-knowing dad, but I did not have a clue. I was 33 years old, and I did not know anything about the most important thing, the thing that little boy in me needed to meet up with. My daughter asked my wife and me to take her to church because her first grade teacher taught about Jesus in Sunday school. I had not gone to church, I knew nothing about God, and I did not see the purpose in going. I knew hundreds of preachers, trained many of them, and dated many church girls. But little girls have a way of pulling on daddy's heartstrings and getting their way, and so I gave in to my daughter's request. God had set me up to be healed, be set free, and find the peace and contentment I had always longed for.

The night I gave my whole heart to Jesus Christ is the greatest moment of my life: November 5, 1989 at 8:30 p.m. on the front row of a little church. My life gets better every day. I want you to know that very happy endings do still exist. I found my dad and led him to Jesus. My mother comes to the church I pastor, as well as my brother and the world champions I trained. My better half, my wife, is also a pastor who is anointed of God and has helped many be healed. My little girl is married now and has a family of her own. She is a children's pastor, who is helping children heal their parents by introducing them to the One who can fix the most broken of lives. His name is Jesus Christ - my best friend now.

He is the One who is knocking at your heart's door.

Pastor Robert Eng III