I was experiencing a lot of confusion about life and what the future held for me.
I had the benefit of being reared by parents who took me to church and taught me the Bible. However, as a young teenager I realized that I had no personal relationship
I grew up in a non Christian home and I lived for myself. I used tobacco, bad language and drank alcohol to the point of a borderline alcoholic.
My parents…modeled the home life a Christian family should. It was in that loving environment that I came to know the stories of Jesus.
My parents divorced when I was 11 and I blamed myself. I became depressed and began obsessing about death, becoming fixated on all things depressing.
Life before I met Christ….let’s see: hopeless, curious, blinded, the list goes on.
Since Jesus became Lord of my life, I have been overwhelmed with the love, comfort, direction, and peace of my Savior.
It wasn’t until my 4th grade year, at an event held at Louisiana College, called Heaven’s Gates and Hell’s Flames, that I make the most important
My parents invited the pastor of our church over for Sunday lunch. As my parents cleared the table, the pastor spoke with me about how I could be restored to God.
I grew up in a happy, loving home. We went to church regularly so I thought everything was all right with God.