Born and raised in Joplin, Missouri, I always had this feeling—like there had to be something more.Church was part of my life growing up… kind of. I was in and out, sometimes staying a while, sometimes not. Faith was around, but it hadn’t really become mine yet.That same season of life, something else grabbed my attention.
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When I was eleven, my dad and I were watching a TV special featuring David Blaine. At one point, he did a one-handed cut with a deck of cards. My dad looked over at me and said, “I bet you can’t do that. If you can, I’ll call you the king of cards.”Challenge accepted.It took time (and a lot of dropped cards), but I finally got it. My dad was amazed… and I was hooked. From that moment on, I became obsessed with two things: tricks—and proving my dad wrong.
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But life wasn’t all sleight of hand and card flourishes.In middle school, depression hit hard. I started spiraling, going lower and lower. By high school, I found myself back in church—but for the wrong reasons. I even performed tricks there, a few times for the congregation. But it didn’t last, because something deeper was still missing.Then everything changed.
 
In a year when the world felt like it was falling apart, Jesus brought order to my life. At a summer camp in the woods of Arkansas, God met me right where I was—and nothing has been the same since.Since that moment, I’ve been committed to turning everything I have over to Him… including my tricks.Now, the illusions I perform aren’t just about entertainment—they’re about purpose. Every trick, every moment, every show is designed to point people to something greater.Not just wonder.Not just a reaction.But a reason.Everything I do now is for the King.