At the age of 9. My family moved to a new town and I became friends at school with a few girls who attended a Baptist church that was within walking distance to my new
I’ve been going to church my whole life and I always thought that as long as I was good and believed in God I would go to heaven.
I thought that I had known Christ all my life but I discovered at 41 years old that I might know Him but that I did not have a relationship with him.
During one service the pastor spoke of how he was just a man like me, and he needed Christ just like I did. I never heard that before.
I was one of those weekend Christians… Until that time, I thought that just being in a Christian family, and going to Church was enough, but I learned that was not
I was raised in church but I was still a sinner. Going to church doesn’t mean you’re going to heaven.
I have attended church thanks to my mother ever since I can remember. I always loved church and I loved the Bible stories that I learned in Sunday School.
As a teen I became rebellious against any form of authority. I wanted to do it my way, have fun and do whatever I wanted.
This man had a sense of purpose that I didn’t have, that I had been looking for.
I was playing in a band by 19 and it was Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll from then on. I played in a lot of different bands in a lot of different bars because I was never