Raised and grown in the deep pit of life experience. At one point I had lost my confidence, I lost my voice, I lost my strength, and I lost my own self respect. It was a clear signal the day that I knew it was time for me to get be a coach again. I was walking along on a snow packed street in Ockelbo, Sweden. I can see a man on the other side of the road trudging his two wheeled walker through 4 inches of packed snow, leaving a train of footprints and wheels that were no larger than a foldable scooter from the 1990s. I admired him as I did many Europeans that were self sustainable in these small towns without cars. I walked past the church I attended on Sundays, and found myself looking out towards the slight patch of blue that was combating with the thick grey clouds covering the town. I'd found a little community home within my new city. I'd found friends. I'd settled into my role on the basketball team and was having the success that was anticipated from the fans and the coaches. More importantly, in that moment, I realized that I had found a peace that had eluded me since I was 10 years old. On that walk, I did not have any thoughts fighting for time. I was simply experiencing the present moment. One that I was not going to let go of this time. Most of it was Jesus. The rest of it was a multitude of pieces that I am more than prepared to share with you, just as I have to thousands of people before I knew who you were. I am here to serve, so that at the end of my life, God looks at me and sees someone who did all they could, and peacefully walked up to the throne of grace and said thank you at the end.