So you think you’re good enough to go to heaven? I sure thought so.
Before I met Christ, outbursts of anger and violence were the norm in my life…
I had the privilege of growing up in a strong, Bible-preaching church where I understood, at the age of 7, that God loved me and sent His Son, Jesus, to die for my
I wasn’t raised in a Christian home, so I didn’t know much about God. I wasn’t a bad kid growing up, I just had a lot of fears and anxieties.
I was in an addiction. I was lost. I was emotionally and physically exhausted.
It was over 2 Sundays the first I felt something tugging at my heart to go and get saved.
I soon came to an understanding that Christ had loved me so much that He willingly died for my sins.
I remember being a tormented, sad, lonely and angry soul. I looked for ways to find out what was wrong with me and to fill the enormous emptiness I felt.
I did what ever made me happy, with no care if it was right, or its affect. I abused alcohol, language, and had no regard to anyone’s feelings.
As I continued to attend church regularly I began to realize that God wanted something more from me.