I have been blessed with wonderful parents whose number one goal for my life is for me to be the best servant of God that I can be.
I am naturally a hard-headed, very independent person. It took a while for me to become broken enough to rely on Jesus to solve my problems and give me the strength,
I was a self-centered child with only my wishes on my mind before I met Christ.
I was attending Vacation Bible School that summer when the preacher was talking about heaven and hell.
My life before Christ was that of a typical eight year old child. Of course, there was rebellion against my parents, along with other childish acts.
I had always been the type of person to rely on myself to get where I wanted to be as a person. I have always thought…
I was raised in church as a child, but my family was very broken. My adolescent life before Christ was filled with darkness.
I felt empty inside. Like a lot of my friends I grew up attending church. I went to Sunday School and did all the summer camp-youth activities.
I honestly felt “that if there was a god, he sure wasn’t my god”.
I accepted Christ into my heart as my Lord and Savior at 8 years old…