I was born and raised in the City of Little Rock, Arkansas in the year of 1957 to the proud parents of Vera and Louis James Foster. Born the sixth out of seven children, I was the quite type, and labeled by some, the "black sheep" of the family. As a little boy I didn't get into much, and pretty much kept to myself. I was extremely gifted with artistic ability as a young boy. I was drawing super heroes out of comic books before I could even write my name. I won several art contests because of my artistic ability and later received an art scholarship to go to the University of Kansas. I finished High School at Little Rock Central High, and have plans to go to college to get my degree later on.
My life took a turn for the worst after High School with the death of two men that were nothing short of being a father to me. I got into heavy drinking, drugs, gambling, and nightclub living. The lowest point in my life was when I was out on the street with nowhere to stay but cold park benches and old broken down trucks in the dead of the winter. I had all but drunken myself into an early grave when I sense the spirit of death, and cried out to the Lord in my despair. And oh thank God He heard me!
I was saved in June of 1980 under the ministry of Pastor L.A. Lindsey Sr., Pastor of the then "Faith Temple Missionary Baptist Church" (presently, Greater Faith Temple Full Gospel Deliverance Center). I grew and excelled in the Lord as I served faithfully under my pastor. I was delivered from alcohol, drugs, nicotine, and filled with the Holy Ghost within my first year of salvation. I was called into the gospel ministry within my ninth to eleventh month of salvation. I served faithfully under my pastor and traveled and performed evangelistic work with a couple of evangelist until I move out to run my own meetings.
The beginning of my ministry started with a great desire to win the lost. While working on my secular job, I had this overwhelming desire to minister to my co-workers but could never get the chance because I was in and out a lot because of driving a truck. In desperation I cried out to the Lord for a way to minister to them, and He responded by putting it into my heart to write little tracts (which later I named "Tracts of Life") with my testimony in them. The very first one I wrote was "Religiously Saved or Truly Saved Which One are You?" This has become one of my most popular teachings and writings to this date with many getting saved through this powerful tract of my testimony and salvation. Little did I know that this was the beginning of what would be the main thrust of my ministry (the printed page). Since then, I have written many tracts, and have started on several books. We also started sending out a monthly Newsletter with great teachings that begin to open doors around the City, State, and Nation. Read some of my writings online by clicking here.
It wasn't long afterwards the Radio Broadcast started and developed into one of the most popular broadcast in the City. Not long after that the Lord directed us to start our own church (Son of God Christian Center) in September of 1989, which continues until this day. We've had our ups and downs growing to an hundred or more members and moving into two small buildings and eventually a nice church building with two daycare centers.
I married the most wonderful woman on the earth September 5th 1997. Between us we have a wonderful son and daughter. She has a very beautiful voice and we both minister together in ministry from time to time. She currently leads our praise services at each church service. I am presently looking to take on another pastorate and relocate the ministry. I strongly believe that the Lord has spoken to my heart that the work in this area has ceased, and that it is time to move on to the next phase of the ministry, which will not be in this area. Because of the many struggles that we have had to endure our entire life, and great personal relationship with the Lord; we are more then ready to take on the challenge of breaking new ground in a different part of the harvest field. |
