I grew up in a Christian home and my family was active in the church.
Before I met Christ, I had a constant feeling inside that I was incomplete.
Growing up I thought the name of Jesus and God were just swear words. They meant nothing to me.
My life was a normal child’s life before I met Jesus. I learned how to do many things at home with my family, went to school and Sunday School.
One night at a youth evangelism service, the Holy Spirit pulled on my heart. I knew that what Jesus did for me on the cross was the most important thing that had
I worried a lot and felt hollow and incomplete. There seemed to be a hole in my life which I couldn’t explain.
I guess my life before I met Christ was that of an average girl, with no sisters, growing up with four ornery brothers and parents who did not know Christ.
I felt like I needed to control every situation and was miserable if I couldn’t.
I grew up in a Christian home. My father was a pastor for four different country churches at the same time,
All my life, I thought God was something that “weak minded” people believed in…but I was too smart for that.