It wasn’t until I was 14 that I let go of my pride and realized I couldn’t do it on my own.
At the age of 16, while attending a youth retreat near Athens, Texas, our youth group was challenged to be sure of our salvation experience.
I repented of my sins and I declared Christ as my Lord and Savior. I know I was saved in that moment…
I was taught to respect Church and the Bible as well as God but I did not know Him personally.
At 15 attending a crusade I comprehended that if I died in my sins I would be separated from God but that Jesus had paid the penalty.
We attended church regularly. But something was wrong. Somehow, I didn’t feel right on the inside.
I was scared that if I were to die that I would not go to heaven. I didn’t have peace or feel secure.