One night while my wife and I were visiting my parents home, someone brought up the discussion about eternity. The more they talked, the more miserable I became.
I was raised in a Christian family, but I never knew Christ as the Savior of my soul. I was taught right from wrong and even was baptized, but did not know God.
I believed there was a God; I just never had a relationship with Jesus. Jesus was just the little ceramic figure in the manger set at Christmas time.