Hi my name is Sargon, a slave to our LORD and savior JESUS CHRIST. My story begins long ago. I was born in Bagdad, Iraq. I do not know much about Iraq except that my family wanted desperately to go to America. From there my family and I escaped the country and fled to Athens, Greece. My family and I lived in Greece for about two years waiting for our papers to be prepared so we can come to America. When I was three years old, we finally came to the land of the free and home of the brave. The first city the LORD chose for my family and I was the great windy city Chicago, Illinois. We lived in Chicago for about a year before my dad found good work in the lone star state, Midland, Texas. We settled in a small town in the Permian Basin. There I started all my childhood memories from as far as I can remember. I had a perfect childhood. My dad was and still is the hardest workingman, very loving and nurturing and still is a very big part of who I am. My mother is the woman in my life who gave me the strength that would allow me to be the leader, protector, and provider that I am. At a very young age my mother put the fear of God inside of every working part of me. She taught me how to pray and never to use the LORDS name in vain. To always go to JESUS for anything and everything. My sister is five years older than me and growing up was kind of tough. Growing up with someone that did not want to give you the time of day. Constantly fighting and bickering due to the age difference, yet we got threw it. My father was a Deacon in the Assyrian Church of the East. I grew up as a Catholic. I was very involved in the church choir as well as attending church every Sunday. I thought I was a true Christian and thought to be a good person. Until I started reading the Bible, was when I realized the true filth that I am. There comes a time in every person's life where he or she has to own there own faith. The more I would read, the more I found out the lie I was living, which was not a true Christian, nor was I saved by the blood of Jesus Christ. In high school I was introduced to marijuana and liked getting high with all my friends. It started out as a once in a while kind of thing. Then gradually progressed over to the weekend as a social activity, and ended up being an all the time thing. As far as I can remember it seemed like I was always high throughout the entire day. From the minute I got up to the last hit I took before passing out at night. I did absolutely nothing with my life, just watched my days, months, and years go by with nothing to show for. I thought I was saved, but nothing in my life showed that I was. Until I met a friend who explained the true meaning of what being saved is all about. He explained it like I was a two year old. By the grace of GOD my eyes were open to the truth. From that day on I knew that there was changes that needed to be made if I was to call myself a true believer in Christ. That night I went out to a park by my house and just sat there and talked to GOD. I told him that I was so tired of failing at everything I do. I told the Lord that from that moment on I would no longer live for my needs, and myself but for him and all that he wanted from me. After smoking for the past twelve years of my life away, the good Lord took that urge to role a joint out of me. It seemed so hard for me to do, yet so easy for him. All I had to do was believe in him that he would help me and it worked. Since then, I have been in the word and have changed my life even if it offends others. I became born again and a short time after that I became baptized by the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. Now I am happily married and have two kids, third one on the way any day now. My first-born son is Jordan, a beautiful daughter Joslin, and the new baby boy, Josiah. Not too long ago, I was asked if the LORD ever asked me what I did with the time he gave me on earth what would I say. This question bothered me a lot because I did not know what I would tell my LORD and KING. I was not the man that would stand in a busy corner and shout the gospel as I see some courageous men do. I wish that I was but I am not. I also was not the man who quoted scripture with the blink of an eye. This led me to search deep within myself to be able to provide my LORD with a suitable answer. I prayed long and hard for the LORD to let me know if it was his will to make and sell Christian T-shirts. After a long while the good LORD put it in my heart that this is what I should go with. Without knowing anything about the T-shirt business. Not knowing where to go or what to do, I started my research. It seemed that every door I knocked on was just waiting for me to open and go through. People were so helpful into directing me with what to do. You see everyone who wears a T-shirt of mine would at the very least, cause five people to see and read the message. In return, the idea of this website is to be a walking billboard. Hopefully, someone will see and read the message and ask questions about it. See we all need to find a way to lead people to JESUS CHRIST, which is nothing but the truth. I believe this is my very small way of changing the world. Therefore, I ask you to join with me as well as many others into purchasing one or more of my shirts. Whether you want to wear them or give them away as gifts is entirely up to you. Just think that you would be helping me spread the great news of our loving GOD. Thank you my brothers and sisters for taking the time in reading my testimony, may the LORD bless you and keep you.