I was born in South Africa to amazing parents. I was the middle child, having an older brother and a younger sister.

Growing up we went to Church, but for me at least there was no relationship with God. Most Sundays I would pretend to sleep in as long as possible so that I did not have to go to Sunday school. One of the few memories I have of church back then is that the pastor spoke about hearing God talk to him. At the time, I remember thinking, “God doesn't still talk to people.”

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