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The eternal love that brought me redemption


Doc Amey 33         Edward ‘Doc’ Amey

I  was born in Galveston on February 9, 1980. Before my father was killed six months and nine days after I was born, he nicknamed me Doc and I’ve been known by that name ever since. Until my life changed recently, it had no particular meaning but now I believe it stands for “Disciple of Christ”.
I’d like to share with you how that came to be.
As my mother was on drugs, I had it rough as a small child, living in Galveston’s Cedar Terrace projects. By age six I had moved to my grandmother’s house in Texas City. Even though a lot of us lived with my granny, those were some of the happiest days of my life.
By the time I was 10, my mom had gotten off the drugs for a while and we moved to the Chelsea district next door to the Rawls family who got me to go with them to their church, Christ Temple on 29th Street. That church made an impression on me that became a compass point in my life; no matter how far I went, I knew I could return to God, who loved me.
By age 12, I had become a product of my neighborhood environment, dropping off drugs for my cousin’s dad, drinking, gang banging and just being a bad kid all around.
I started using really heavy drugs and smoking weed to go along with it. By the time I was 17, I had made two girls pregnant. At 22, I had three kids with another on the way. There were numerous criminal charges and, eventually, I was on my way to prison for the first time. At least three attempted-murder charges were never filed because the victims never called the police.
My third stay in prison, in 2008, was a five-year sentence for possession of a gun. I was working in the prison’s hog barn and I remember praying: “God, if you are real like everybody says you are, then will you get me out of this place?” He did exactly that! I got out of prison for the third time on November 23, 2009, by parole and for good behavior.
I was on fire for God but, by 2011, I had fallen back into selling drugs when trying to help a family member out of a tight spot. However, God wasn’t about to let me go back to that life. He spoke to me and asked: “What are you doing? You told me if I got you out of the pigpen, you’d never do those things again and I wouldn’t have to worry about you!”
I retraced my steps and, in August 2012, I got back into church at the Fellowship of Texas City, where I still attend.
I found a new strength and identity in Christ and started driving for the church’s bus ministry, picking up kids to take them to Sunday service, just like someone had picked me up in Chelsea when I was a boy. It is my desire to help them know the right direction for their lives so they will never go where I did.
I graduated from Fellowship Bible College with perfect attendance and almost all A’s! I have also been a camp counselor and chaperone at the church’s summer camp for three years in a row – and I owe it all to God!
I’ve been inspired to write my story in a book that I hope to publish soon. I’ve set up an online fundraiser page and hope you will check it out at Doc Amey My Testimony Book Project on I would appreciate any contribution and apply it all to my project.
God bless you all! I pray that my story will touch your life and encourage you to take God’s path, not your own – Yours, Doc (Disciple of Christ) Amey.
Edward Amey is a resident of Texas City.

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