Mark Darling – Story 82

I was 16 years old when I met Mark Darling. He wouldn’t recognize me if he saw me in a room but that’s irrelevant here. I walked into the Rock church in the summer of ’99 and it was hot, smelled like mold and this guy with jeans, and black leather jacket got up to preach all the time. I showed up almost every week stoned to hear this man scream passionately about this man called Jesus. He softened my heart with his humble preaching and he never came across as perfect which I loved. There was always an authenticity in his every word and you could tell he was on fire for God. When I was 16 I accepted Jesus into my heart and it was because of men like Mark putting himself out there. His outfit was distracting for a 16-year-old kid clueless to life, but he spoke the truth in ways I never heard. Love you, Mark!

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