As a sixteen year old girl, my life was out of control…
I grew up in a Christian home and with the help of my parents and Sunday School teachers I learned about God’s love for me.
In 1977 my Father died of Cancer. I became fearful of dying.
As a boy, I was baptized in the methodist church but really had no understanding of what God was all about.
“My family went to church until I was 6 and then my family split up.
I had a Sunday School teacher explain to me what sin was.
As a young adult college student I was self-absorbed in my quest for contentment, meaning and purpose.
Before Christ, I was longing for his unconditional love, but didn’t know it. Being raised in a secular family, my siblings and I knew very little about Jesus.
I remember feeling almost sick to my stomach during one revival service…
I came to the realization that having Godly parents and going to church all the time were not enough to get me into Heaven.