My parents could not have given me more love growing up and did an excellent job teaching me what was right and wrong.
I realized I had to choose for myself that I believed in God.
I am blessed to have been raised by parents who are faithful servants of the Lord.
From the Bible I learned that God loved me, but I had disobeyed God and deserved to be punished for my wrong doings.
As a child I believed in Christ because that’s what my parents believed.
I grew up in a good home, was a good kid and did well in school. I attended church, heard stories from the Bible and was even taught to memorize some.
When the terrorist attacks happened I knew it was time for me to repent of my sins and follow God’s way.
Before I met Christ, I was a lonely girl who hated everything and everyone.
I was a church kid and have been in it my whole life…
I realized I couldn’t do anything to save myself and was leading a life that, without Christ, would take me to an eternity in Hell.