My name is Charles Devin Damrell, and I was born and raised in Lexington, KY, a place I spent the vast majority of my life until now. My mother and father profess faith in Jesus, and I was placed in Christian schools for most of my childhood, but I was never really taught what it meant to be a Christian, how to grow as a Christian, or anything about the importance of church and community. Around the age of twelve, I gave my life over to the Lord, but without any awareness of how to lean on or grow in Jesus through hard times, my life began a sharp downward spiral as I got thrown into the middle of a very messy divorce between my parents that quickly tore my whole family apart.
One by one, I lost the things I knew as part of who I was. I began to have trouble in school, continued to fight constantly with my parents, lost most of my friends, and began gaining weight. I became plagued with anxiety and fell squarely into the depths of depression. I went for years to a variety of psychiatrists, psychologists, and therapists to try to resolve my problems and reclaim my life to no avail. No medication I was offered could do anything but numb the pain I was experiencing in my life. Sometimes, I almost wanted to just give up. But in those darkest moments when I could see no future for myself, a little light in my heart refused to let me believe there was no turning back. God refused to let me give up on my life, and that great hope that he seeded in my heart would eventually lead me back to Him.
When I finally reached my lowest point, and I was broken seemingly beyond repair, I realized I could keep going no further as I was, and having nothing else to do, and not even understanding what this really entailed, I rededicated my life to the Lord and began (trying to) passionately seek Him above everything else I had been pursuing for so many years. It was a long and difficult process, one that met with far less success than failure for many years, but, eventually, I was led to a church where I met a very good friend who would later lead me to another church, Center Point Church of Lexington, and to a specific man there that I am now very proud to call my brother, my discipler, my friend, (and now my boss), Chad Wiles.
Chad encouraged me to begin reading Scripture every day, and counseled me through my depression by answering every question or worry I brought up with Biblical truth. As my life became saturated with God’s Word, I began to notice myself changing suddenly in very drastic ways that began to redefine my existence from one of abject failure and misery to one of joy and peace and victory in the Lord. Little by little, I reclaimed who I was from the ashes of what my life had become, and the more time and energy I invested in reading Scripture, and in trusting and obeying the Lord even in what now seem like little things, the more my heart continued to change.
After a few years, I was finally free of the anxiety and depression that had crippled me for so long. I started building a normal life for myself, and in every new obstacle I faced, I was challenged more to grow in and trust in the Lord, and, when I did, I saw the Lord’s hand working in my life, making things work out in ways that I simply can’t attribute or explain to any other source. It was a long and bitter road, and one that I am still so very far from the end of, but it was one worth walking, and I now shudder to think where my life would have ended up (or worse), had I not trusted in the Lord in my hour of need.
At the end of 2015, I began to feel something restless growing in my heart that I could not explain. Even though my life was coming together in Lexington, there was something impermanent about it that was beginning to bother me, an inability to really root myself in there that was both confusing and frustrating. When I learned about Chad and Sam’s plans to come to Mandeville to start The Field Church, I realized almost immediately, even though it made little sense to me at the time, that God was calling me, too, to go to Mandeville and in some small way be a part of the community they sought to build here on the Northshore.
At the end of 2016, I obeyed God’s call to come to the Mandeville area, and now seek God’s will in this new environment I grow to love a little more every day, and look forward with eagerness to seeing what God will do through Chad, Sam, and the rest of the staff’s vision for The Field Church, and how God will use them and the rest of The Field Church to reach people in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ for His glory.
My Desire & Prayer for The Field Church
My prayer for The Field Church is that it would become a refuge of hope for those who are walking the path of darkness and see no way back to the light, that those who are lost would come to realize the hope and truth and victory they can have in the Lord Jesus Christ, and, through that, abandon their vain pursuits to eternally serve the God who created them, a light offered freely without cost to all who call on the name of the Lord to be saved.