Steve “Moby” Leitch was a swimmer before he was a Moby, a man before a ministry leader, and a wanderer long before he ever became rooted. Born into the world of evangelical Christianity—his father preaching alongside giants like Billy Graham—Steve grew up in the polished halls of faith, where sin was unspoken and perfection expected. But he found more belonging in the locker room than the pews. While swimmers laughed freely, churchgoers seemed like porcelain. And so he drifted. Trying to fit in led Steve to addiction—first to connection, then to substances, and finally to isolation. By his mid-thirties, life had collapsed around him: divorced, bankrupt, estranged, spiritually lost. In 2010, broken and under a tree in Kentucky, he surrendered. No fireworks. Just a decision. One that began a 15-year transformation. Piece by piece, Steve rebuilt—his faith, his body, his family, and his purpose. He gave up drugs, then alcohol, then corporate America. In their place came morning devotions, ultra-marathon swims for recovery causes, handwritten messages to family and friends, and a social media presence not for attention, but for legacy. Now a grandfather, “Moby” uses his swims, storytelling, and scars to remind others: God created you for a purpose. Don’t miss it.