As a foster child I experienced the ways of many denominations.  Earlier today I was telling how this instilled a string faith in me when I was young.  The one thing I could count on was my faith in Jesus.  Today, I’m a painter, I love wearing white shirts that advertise for Jesus.  They fit my uniform but still give a bit of a good conversation starter, as most of my clients are Christians met through church contacts, and I love to wear things like this.  It’s also an icebreaker, and allows me to testify to the amazing things my faith has shown me.  Jesus has been by my side as that foster child, as a lost homeless youth, and now as a committed Christian father.