I was a “good” and moral person in everyone’s eyes, but I had never asked Jesus to forgive me for my sins and committed my life to following Him.
During the invitation, the “evilest” kid I knew went forward to accept Jesus as his Savior. I soon joined him…
One night I had a dream about where I would spend eternity if I died without asking Him to forgive me…
There just did not seem to be any peace in my heart, despite having a fairly strong religious background.
I was brought up in a very caring Catholic family, but I cannot say the word love was spoken…
Life for me became empty and meaningless. Secularism and materialism can make you feel that way.
When the pastor started talking to us about our salvation I knew I wasn’t going to let this chance slip by me again.
