I grew up in a very loving home. We were ‘good moral’ people and my parents taught us about God.
I had a very normal childhood, growing up in a good home with great parents. Although I didn’t attend church regularly…
I was always trying to fill my life with people and hobbies to feel complete. I would be happy for a little while but never satisfied.
I listened to his sermons for over a year before I realized I was a sinner and lost.
At the age of 11, a young boy about the same age who was part of a missionary family in China shared with my Sunday School class about accepting Christ as Savior.
In the past I tried to fill my life with worldly things only to realize that all I need is a love relationship with God.
I didn’t grow up in the church and like most, I did things my way. I knew about God and Jesus and Christmas and Easter like everyone else.