I was a seven year old at a Christian school in a small town in Oklahoma when I got saved…
Meeting Christ meant that I depended on Him to create in me a clean heart and renew a right spirit.
I had an aunt die of a sudden heart attack and a friend killed in an auto accident. I began to think of my own mortality.
The story I loved was about Jesus dying on the cross for our sins and how to be saved. I so wanted to know and accept him.
I really thought I knew Jesus but as I got older and life got tougher, I realized I must have missed something