Hi! My name is Jack Trombetta.I'm a retired police officer. I spent twenty five years as a Lower Township Police Officer and retired as a Bureau Commander of the Detective Division. I have been blessed with three wonderful children and beautiful wife. I started my second career in 1997 as a High School Social Studies teacher. I work for the Cape May County Special Services School District. I teach (at risk) high school students. I've just authored a book called "Material Evidence." This book is a novel based on the historical record concerning the missing body of Jesus. Those of you who are familiar with this story will know that Pilate the Governor of Judea had stationed soldiers to guard the tomb of Jesus in order to protect the body from being stolen. The body subsequently disappeared from the tomb placing Pilate in a humiliating predicament. My book is an investigation into all the possible scenarios as to what may have occurred. I recommend this book for anyone who is seeking answers to this question. I believe that this book will place a seed of possibility into the minds of those who reject or struggle with the Resurrection of Jesus. For those who have come to the knowledge of Christ, I believe that this book will strengthen their relationship and enhance their knowledge of the facts concerning this event. I've created this web site for feedback from those who might read this book and have questions concerning same.

My Life Story

As I stated above was a police officer and now a high school teacher . However as a teenager I was quite lost as to where I was going in life, it took me six years to get out of high school just to make that point. i was invovled in gang activity and did ever drug that came my way. Finally at the age 19 I came to the end of myself. I felt that I had no purpose in life. It was then that I called upon the Lord. I really wasn't even sure there was a God but I stilled prayed. I was willing to do anything to find myself and direction in life. The question of who I was and why gnawed at me. Well it wasn't long after that pledging to God( if there was a God) that my life changed. I came to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ my eyes were open to the reality of God through Jesus, his son. this relationship is available to you as well. I don't beleive in coincidence so if your reading this its no accident. You can, as I did, come to a saving knowledge, a real relationship with the God of the universe but it has to be on His terms. You have to be willing to surrender your life (self) to him and change your lifestyle. The scripture calls it repentance.You have to not just profess to beleive but really put your faith(Trust) in his saving work which was accomplished on the cross for your sins and mine. I know this might sound foreign to you but I promise you that when one surrenders and places there faith in the glorious God who took upon himself human flesh, you will receive a new life. All your questions concerning your purpose in life will be answered and you will be on a journey with God, never to be alone again. I am much older now and I can tell you that nature itself with its complicity, function and design shouts forth the glory and power of this God. May he bless you as you seek the truth. For the truth shall see you free.

Life has been an adventure and a blessing. I thought that rather than giving you a biography of my career and accomplishments I would summarize my life to this point. I was born and raised in Philadelphia, the oldest of seven children. I attended Catholic school and was raised in a Catholic neighborhood. At that time, in the middle and late sixties everything in the neighborhood was changing. It didn’t take long for me to fall into the culture of drugs, alcohol and gangs. Because of the many problems I caused my parents they decided to move to jersey. It was their hope that a change in environment might save me from myself. However it didn’t take long to find the type of friends I had in the city. Without getting into all of the specifics it took me six years to get out of high school. That should tell you something.

It was during April of 1973 my senior year that I found myself at the end of my rope. I felt that I was lost and without hope. I wasn’t sure if there was a God but I called out. I was sick of my life and was willing to do anything to change it but I thought I never would or could change. It was during this time that a friend of mine, who I used to do criminal activities with, shared the gospel with me. I was raised Catholic so I knew biblical stories but I never heard the gospel. That was it! That was the answer! I called on Christ. I found out that I could have eternal life if I surrendered my life to Christ. I didn’t know much about scripture but I knew I found the meaning and purpose of my life. God than began to use me mightily in my family for I was the least likely to be a disciple.
Although I ran into some tough times; like when my family had contacted different priests to come to their home and talk with me because they thought I was joining a cult and that I might even be possessed. Things still moved forward.

To make a long story short God began to change the lives of all those around me, my parents became saved and all of my brothers and sisters. In fact my brother Joe is a Presbyterian Minister to this day. God than saved my girlfriend who is my wife and her family as well. The good news spread to my cousins and friends. Many of whom also accepted Christ. It wasn’t long afterwards that God called me into law enforcement. I married my high school sweetheart and had three children. In this phase of my life God used my children and my job to develop my character. Although I took a leave of absents to attend seminary God closed that door after one semester.

God blessed me in my job with a friend, Bob that is closer than a brother. And we are still partners to this day. God blessed both our careers and we and other Christian police officers were able to make an impact on many lives and our community at large. We started a chapter with the Fellowship of Christian Peace officer called the Shield of Faith Ministries. We spoke to all of the schools in our county on the evils of drugs and alcohol from a biblical standpoint and gave our testimony to most of the churches in our area. God had blessed us with many blessings during that time. We also had some of the largest busts in the history of the state and were given many awards for our courage and work ethic. We worked undercover with the FBI and put many organized crime figures away.

Don’t get me wrong; there were many, many trials and failures in my life. And frankly it’s this testimony that I wish to share. It was a few years prior to my retirement that, like the prodigal son I took my talents, energy, power, influence and walked away from my Fathers house. The world that I left as a youth appeared to glitter again. I didn’t leave my wife or family I left my Fathers house. During that time I changed careers and became a social studies teacher for at risk kids. So I was still doing “good things” but I had left my Fathers house and this went on for years. Those closest to me knew there was a change. I had gotten so far away from my Fathers house that I was convinced that I would never return. I had learned to live in fear; just waiting for God to judge me and still I continued in the vomit. I had shaken hands with Satan and it seemed that he was the one who would decide when to let go.

In 2005 God began working on my children. In spit of my faithlessness God was being merciful and faithful. I was calling on God again but mind was still in the world. One of my favorite nephews, John was struggling in his life. We would spend hours talking about life. He had accepted Jesus and would walk according to the way. Other times he found himself caught up again. I wasn’t much help. However because of our relationship we were able to share things about Christ and our walk that we couldn’t share with others. In fact it was my nephew who inspired me to write this book. I had always had the idea in my head. I had told him that I wished that some Christian would write a book about the missing body of Christ from an investigative perspective. He encouraged me to write it but my life was out of whack and I hated writing anyway.

God took my nephew John, my sister’s oldest son on December 15, 2005 at age 28. I can’t describe in words what that did to me. I can’t image what it is like for my sister and brother-in-law whom I love dearly. They have endured the pain and have remained faithful. There is a special reward for them. In any event God had brought me full circle. It was not long after John’s death that I raised my hands to heaven. I was convinced that my creditability and usefulness was gone. All I wanted was to be restored and renewed even if I could not be used again. My life now is his; mind, heart body and strength, all of it. He has brought me to a place where my prayer is; here I am use me as you wish. So I wrote the book dedicating it to my nephew, hoping that God would use it to plant the seed of possibility in the heart of the lost but also to encourage and strengthen the faith of His people. I am deserving of nothing. Gods Grace has restored my soul. Here I am use me.