I'm a surfer at heart. Both my parents moved to Hawaii in the 1970s, where they met and became Christians. Then they taught me and my two brothers how to love the Lord - and how to surf!

Being able to turn to Jesus after the shark attack kept me alive.

God created the heavens and the earth, the oceans and the waves for our enjoyment. Surfing is just my way of worshipping Him.

Your looks do not define who you are.

The paramedic whispered in my ear 'God will never leave you or forsake you.'

Life is full of what-ifs. You can’t let it hold you back. If you do, you’re not really living at all… just kind of going through the motions with no meaning

Love is bigger than any tidal wave or fear.