The death of his mother at age twelve was very difficult for JG. “When she passed away, it was almost like ‘God cannot be real,’ cause she was the most perfect person… She did everything right, even when she was wrong she was right.” His mother’s death caused him to no longer believe in God for a time, which lead to other parts of his life to go downhill. He started selling drugs, and “when I turned fourteen, I just kind of started realizing where my life was headed and I was kind of scared. My cousins were going to jail and juvenile hall.”

“Growing up the way that I grew up, it wasn’t easy.”

At that age, he went to an annual event at his church called “The Christmas Revival,” planning to go to a party afterwards. The preacher there was “bringing it on God’s grace and God’s love and I had always heard fire and brimstone, you’re going to Hell and God’s coming back.” The preacher was speaking along the lines of “’you feel like you’re hopeless, you feel like you’re nothing. Somebody that was dear, your caregiver passed away,’ he was just all in my business.”

JG started walking down to the altar, an unlikely person to do so in the opinion of his friends. “I walked down to the altar and man I gave my life to the Lord and I’ve been running ever since. I just channeled that love, and that affection, and that passion, and that zeal to get money and to find peace [towards] chasing after God.”

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