Born in the small district of North Side in the Cayman Islands, I grew up with my younger sister in a Christian home. I attended a Christian school and became involved at church from a young age. I seemed to always be involved in music, constantly active in sports, occasionally dabbling in art and naturally tech savvy. I seemed to do well wherever I tried. However, just as I was unsure of where my brown skin fit in racially, I was unsure of who I was.
This led to me assuming whatever role expected of me in an attempt to fit in everywhere. Eventually, no one knew the real me, not even me myself.
“My Sunday faith was fake. I flirted with every girl with no desire for wedding cake. I was the good, quiet kid at home who was the most mischievous at school. I vowed I’d never do the ‘big sins’ but really would if it would make me cool. And I don’t really have a horror story. Not many close calls or ODs or disease in my testimony. I didn’t do drugs and God protected me from fights and such. Premarital sex never happened though I struggled with lust. But there’s one horror that could’ve been my end. I could’ve died in my sin.”
It was when God revealed that there was nothing I could do to make me fit for heaven that I saw the need for a savior. God could see past the pretentiousness, and without Christ all there was to see was a multi-talented, brown-skinned Caymanian sinner who deserved hell. God made Himself real, revealed that sin is real and really deserves punishment, and that Christ’s love and sacrifice for His creation is real. Repentance quickly followed, and for the first time in 18 years on earth, life became real.
My involvement in Pauze Entertainment began shortly after surrendering to Christ. On the way to a meeting one Friday night, I decided to give a few young men a ride. God so had it that I would be playing a few songs from KJ52 and Flame. Before the end of the ride, one of the young men, later identified as Matthew Bodden, would ask if I was a Christian, and if I made beats. Long story short, numbers were exchanged and by the next Sunday I would find myself at the home of Dalmond Bodden. In a matter of hours, Pauze Entertainment was no longer just a vision God had placed in Dalmond’s heart but the reality of what I would endeavor to use my talents toward. Music was no longer just music. Talents were no longer just talents. Ministry, the Great Commission and discipleship became real. Three young men met one Sunday evening unsure of the future and God gave them direction. They not only continued to meet thereafter as Pauze Entertainment but as friends and brothers in Christ.
Could it be that young people on a rock in the Caribbean Sea would change the world? By themselves, no. But they have true life for a dying world. They have Christ. It doesn’t matter if the future holds a hundred thousand people in sold out concerts. The opportunity of one person becoming sold out for Christ is drive enough. I may have tried my hand at many talents but I will proclaim God’s truth even if those talents are no more. I plan on remaining grounded in God’s Word and fulfilling Matthew 28 as God’s grace allows. Albums or not. Pauze or not. Friends, family, life… or not. God is real and without him, we’re all hypocrites. Fake is overrated. Let’s be real.