My real name is Reginald Fredericks. I'm in my mid twenties and I enjoy story-telling and poetry. I'm quite the avid writer and I have officially published two of my poems in poetry anthologies as well as online at fanfiction and fictionpress. I enjoy anime, videogames, sharing the gospel, spending time with God, praying, preaching, teaching, hanging out at the local shopper centers, talking on the phone with my buddies, debating, and taking long walks and touring unfamiliar places. I'm a fun loving, loyal black man, who wants to live a peaceful but productive life. I'm laid back and I just love to go on adventures, whether it would be via my mind, computer screen, or just out in the world. I live life appreciating it as God's gift--a wonderful one.

As many of you probably guessed by now, I am a Christian. I have been saved for six years, going on seven this year. I use to be a member of United Methodist Church of Redeemer, but I left there in July of 2003 and became a member of St. Paul's Ephesians Community Church in September of that same year. I remained a member there as Youth Minister for approximately one year. I have attented two colleges, Claflin University located in Orangeburg, SC and Washington Bible College (WBC) in Lanham, MD. I have about 45 semester hours and am currently set to resume college as of August 2007. 

My dreams are to be a well-known author of novels and poetry, a professor of eschatology and Bible, teacher of poetry, and I want to start my own businesses which include a videogame arcade center, an anime club, and a restaurant. I also want to be married to a beautiful but spiritual woman of Jesus Christ. I want to have at least one child, and I want us to live a productive and stable, balanced life. I want to make family history by being the first male ever to graduate from college, as well as being the first male in the family to become a pastor. I also want to have my own church and ministry and have all of my friends support me in the everyday battles of life.

To get a better understanding about me, I will share my testimony with you. I hope this will bless you. It's quite a story so, if you have the time, just continue. If not and you want to read, then you can always come back later.

I remember being sixteen one summer. It was just after the break up with my girlfriend who called off the relationship immediately after school had ended. I was in trasition from the 9th grade to the 10th grade. I remember going through the heart ache of realizing that she was so precious to me but I lost her. I didn't realized that I fell in love with her until it was too late. I remember going through the school year, before June, and having a good number of things happen in my life that I considered "wierd." I began having strange dreams, harsh events and terrible things were beginning to surface in my life. It was only until one night when everything I knew changed. It was the night where God revealed Himself to me in a vision. After I woke up, I remembered the words He had spoken before in the dream. I took this matter to my mother and she told me that everything was going to be alright. Not too long after that, Mom gave me Mary Baxter's book, "A Divine Relation of Hell" and I read it completely. During my reading, I kept running into the word "repent" which prompted me to ask, "how?" God was beginning to regenerate me into a child or God. As the time passed, the summer came and I was still left in confusion concerning people trying to jump me in school and my aunt getting into dangerous situations. Not to mention my strange dreams! However, the worst was yet to happen. One bright afternoon I was in the living room playing FF7 and my girlfriend called me and told me that she had something to tell me. It wasn't good news and I didn't take it very well. In fact, I took my ps from the living room and up to my own room. There, I shut myself off from the world and cried like a baby--literally. During that summer, I sat depressed (mostly) in my room alone and just wondered why such a thing happened! I didn't understand it at all, as if thing were not going bizarre already. Was this God's doing to get me to come to Him? I wasn't so sure. One Sunday morning, I sat in the living room and played my games on the big tv. My mom came home from church and she told me that she had finally found a church she really wanted to join. She told me that she would be going to join it the next Sunday. Somehow, words muttered from my mouth that left my mother (and myself later) speechless. I told her that I would go to church with her next Sunday. Normally, I sleep in on Sunday and I never enjoyed going to a boring sermon just to sleep there. I was forced to go a few times on some occassions, but normal attendance was up to me. This is why when I said that I was going to go with her next Sunday was a shock to the both of us. But...somehow...I needed to go. So, I did. We arrived to church that next Sunday morning on time and the service went through it's normal practice. At the invitation to join the church, my mother took my hand and she took me along with her to the front to join. I was a very shy person back then and so you can imagine how I felt right now, just a bit nervous but nothing out of the ordinary. Later, the pastor met with us and after some conversation, we where asked to meet with him again on Thursday evening. We did, and it was there that I revealed the dreams that I had. They spotted references in the Bible concerning them and it was then that I realized that it really was God who came to me in the middle of the night. The only thing to do now was to find out why He appeared to me. All concluded that I was chosen... Chosen to do what? I didn't understand. Nevertheless, I was going to give my life to Christ. I believed I probably did that on that evening when I went back to my room, but I was baptized on August 9th 1998. Since then, I've been an active church member with regular attendance and even a calling on my life. Before that though, I started an abstinence ministry known as "Abstinence For God." It didn't go very well, but I didn't give up. Soon, I found myself attending an annual abstinence convention as well as an abstinence retreat. I had an extreme and wonderful time at both events, but my life was still aching from my love life crisis. I kept thinking about my ex-girlfriend. I really, really, loved her. But I just didn't understand why I could forget her. As time passed on, I eventually began assisting the teen Sunday school and shortly afterward learning in the adult Sunday school class. It wasn't until 2000 when God's next personal relation hit my life. I was called to ministry. Namely, a preacher, a pastor. I was only 17 at that time. It was in October when this happened. My pastor was dying of lung cancer (throat cancer was the most recent correction). His cousin from South Carolina came to administer our revival and anniversary, but stayed a little longer until something was done about the pastor. He came to during the greeting portion of the service and told me that God had called me to the ministry. I was skecptical at first, but I had three visions on three nights which ended with me preaching. Now, it was very clear that my time had come to pursue God's calling on my life. As I entered college a year later, I was finally contacted by the United Methodist Board of Ordain Ministry about the process of being ordained. As a candidate for ordain ministry, I had to meet with an assigned mentor and study the entire process with him. The BOM would assign me a mentor, I couldn't choose one myself, which I didn't like. Anyway, we only met twice. Later, towards the beginning of the first year of the new Mellinium, I was at watch service when a lady told me that I was ordained or commissioned as prophet. This was confirmed by what the Lord was revealing to me duirng this time of my life. I went back to my dorm early and double-checked the relation. It checked out after. Later, I transferred from that college and went straight to WBC in the fall. It was there when God gave me more discernment and revelation concerning my life. However, let me backtrack a bit to before I attended WBC. In July of 2003 the Lord revealed to me in a dream that I would be married soon. He even told me the length of how long I had until this took place. He told me that He would send me my wife when the time had come and that it would be at an appointed time and place. I remember praising God very much and loudly that Sunday morning in church. I just was excited and overjoyed that all my relationship worries would finally come to an end. The only trick would be waiting it out. Now, at WBC, God continued to give me progressive relation concerning my wife as well as my purpose for Him. By the end of that year, I was so focused and determined on what God wanted me to do for Him. He told me why I was born and what He will use me to do for Him to bring Him glory. Last fall, I had to leave the college because I owed them the left over funds that I wasn't able to pay. I stayed with my aunt, who later moved, so I moved in with an old church member. Around this time, I left Redeemer (last summer after my two semesters at WBC) and joined St. Paul's Ephesians Community Church. Because of much tension and unpleasant results, I moved into place just three weeks after I moved in with an old church goer. I stayed at a room-made office at the church office for four months. It was then, where I worked one particular job, but was soon fired three weeks after I got there. It wasn't until February of that year that I received a new job as an Educational Aide for the District of Columbia Public School system. It has been some years ago now since many of these things occured. Currently, with many other events following this one, I am finally back at WBC, set to resume my education and completing it within the next three years or less. I look forward to what God is doing in my life now and forevermore.