I wasn’t bad by worldly standards, but by God’s standards I was a sinner.
I was what I though to be an average kid. I didn’t think that my life would amount to anything important.
I was dead in my sins and trespasses following the course of this world.
My life before before Jesus was a dark wondering path of emptiness. I would purposely skip church to avoid hearing about God…
Before coming to Christ my life was in a downward spiral…I was the kid with anger issues. Labeled as a troublemaker…
“I was sure I had time for the important decisions of life ‘when I was older’…That belief came crashing around me.”
I believed the lie that all sin was the same, it didn’t matter, so I showed no restraint- the things I regret most happened during that time period.
Even though I grew up in church I knew I had done wrong, was selfish, and lived to do what I wanted to do…
I was asked by my youth pastor if I knew Jesus and I said that I did not know him.
“You’re going to Hell!” That preacher was pointing right at me.