One Sunday evening, the preacher preached on the coming of God’s judgment on this evil world from the book of Revelation. It really connected with me then that God
I was saved at a young age and don’t remember much of my life before receiving Him…
Unfortunately, all I ever knew of God was religious ritual and going to Church every Sunday. I had heard the term “salvation” but never really knew what it
Because my heart was void of Christ, yet full of sin, I was driven to a deep depression. I cried myself to sleep every night…
I figured I was as good as anybody else and didn’t think I needed to waste my time in a church.
I made it until the age of 10 without anyone telling me about Jesus and his love for me. I had never been to a church either.
I hated everything about myself. I couldn’t stand it. It was like I had something telling me I was inadequate every time I saw my reflection.
No matter how badly I wanted to stop feeling guilty, God would not be silent. He loved me too much to let me continue down the path of self destruction…
Although I had always known who Jesus was and what He did for me, I never really completely gave over total control of my life.
I saw those young people so altered in their attention, so hungry to know God, so passionate about their relationship with Jesus, that I realized I had nothing like