They told me about God and read the Bible to me basically from birth. But most importantly, they told me about my own sin and about having a personal relationship with
I first came to Christ when I was six while my parents were missionaries in Germany.
I occasionally attended church and would have even called myself a Christian.
I had heard a lot about Jesus and knew ‘of’ Him but didn’t really ‘know’ Him.
I always knew that there was some God out there. I assumed it was the Christian God, as my parents were Christians and I went to Christian churches.
I was raised in a Christian home. My mom is a strong believer and she always had us kids in church.
I will never forget the day I met Christ. I was at the point of utter despair in my life.
I started to become dissatisfied with my life and the situation that I was in.
I first came to the church with my brother in high School. However, I did not know the importance of knowing and meeting Jesus Christ personally.