A choice had to be made. My family took me to church practically after coming home from the hospital, but I knew even at age 11 that a choice had to be made. I knew that God loved me. I attended church faithfully. I knew about God, but I didn’t “know” God. One summer though I realized that I needed God, and that I needed to know him.
Sitting in a church while visiting family out of town, the Holy Spirit of God spoke to my heart. I knew that I had to decide to accept God, and to make him Lord of my life, and to follow him all my days. I had been taught this, but now I personally had to make a decision to do this. No one could make it for me. When we returned home, and after talking with my paster, I walked down the aisle during the invitation, and asked Jesus to come into my heart.
Life has not been the same since I invited God into my life. I am a new creature in Christ. I have to feed the new life or else the old life (of sin) will come forth. God lives in me…everywhere I go. I pray to him and read and study his word. And one day I will live with him eternally.
Check out my Church: First Baptist Church, Ada, OK