I can remember feeling the tugging of the Spirit in my heart and asking my parents to pray with me to ask God for forgiveness of my sins.
My heart was hurting and I felt broken inside, thinking, “How could I have a relationship with this man they call Jesus, when I never got to have a relationship
I always had an intellectual belief in God, but instead of living for him, I was living to impress others.
I was a child who was full of questions and anxiety. I remember laying in bed wondering what would happen if the house caught on fire?
When I was very young, my family took me to church each week. We went every week, but that was all we did.
After waking up many nights thinking the Lord had come back and I was left behind, I asked my dad to help me understand what I needed to do to follow Christ.