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Taylor Morton, University of Alabama, Football

by carmine on January 7, 2013

Taylor Morton
University of Alabama
Centreville, Alabama



 

 

www.TaylorMortonMinistries.com

My testimony starts out like the normal Southern Baptist Church goer. I was eight-years-old, sitting in Sunday School at Wilton Bible Baptist Church. My Sunday School teacher was sharing the gospel, and I responded to hearing it. After responding to the gospel, she led me in a prayer of salvation, and at that very moment I had a relationship with Jesus Christ. I am blessed to have two Godly parents who have had me in church every time the doors were open, but just because I was in church did not mean I lived like I went to church.

When I accepted Jesus as my Savior, I still didn’t always put Him first. I just played church, went through the motions, and wasn’t seeking Jesus Christ first. Matthew 6:33 tells us to seek Him first and all “these things” will be added to you as well. As I got older, this continued, even into middle school. In middle school, I got the big head because I was exceptionally good at sports. I started trying to gain popularity, social status, and other things that did not matter. I was, in a sense, trying to gain the whole world. Mark 8:36 asks, “What does it profit a man to gain the whole world, yet lose his soul?” In my own little world I was trying to gain it all.

I thought I had it all going right for me. I felt like I was on top of the world. This would soon change. God would soon humble me in a mighty way.

It was April 1, 2007, just a normal Sunday. My whole family went to church and afterwards, my little brother TJ went to a birthday party, my middle brother Trent went fishing with a friend, and I went home. Trent was my teammate in every little league sport you could ever imagine. He was just a year younger than me. We were like best friends. But, on the afternoon of April 1, 2007, things would start to change.

My brother Trent was killed in a four-wheeler accident that day. He was hit by an SUV and killed instantly. After hearing the news, my world stopped. That night thousands of people came by our house to show love and care towards my family. That night my family slept in the same room. The next day would be when God would change my life for the better. I remember sitting in my room and I remember hitting my knees and crying out to God and telling him that I was done playing church and that I was ready to sell out to Him. That moment, my life changed and I committed my whole life to Jesus Christ.I started getting phone calls and text messages asking me what was wrong with Trent. I took the trash out and the parents of Trent’s friend came rushing in our driveway and asked where my Dad was. Dad was at the church at a deacon’s meeting. They went and got him and brought him back to my house, as he came in the house, he had tears in his eyes and he told me that my brother Trent had been killed.

Two weeks after my brother’s death, they found a card in my brother’s pocket that said, “Never, Never Quit” and had the Bible verses Philippians 3:13-14 on it.

Through this card, God inspired me not to quit and not to give up. No matter what it may be, whether it is God, life, love, school, or football, God has inspired me and encouraged me not to quit, because there is hope and there is light at the end of the tunnel.

Never, Never Quit,

Taylor Morton

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