When I was 10 years old, at the end of a Christian concert, an invitation was given. I remember them saying, ‘Jesus loves you and wants to have a home in your heart.
I came to a point where I realized that my life was meaningless. Nothing really mattered in this life.
I tried a lot of things that were very worldly only to end up miserable.
I was made to go to church. By the time I was a teen I thought I had heard every sermon there was to hear…
I knew I needed to be forgiven. I tried turning over new leaf, going to church and praying. Nothing gave me the peace I desired.
For the first time I heard about Jesus’ love for me and that I was a sinner in need of a Savior.