I accepted Christ as my personal Savior when I was 8 years old. Before that day I can recall living as most kids would – with their minds focused on playing, watching television, how to finish their homework as quickly as possible, etc. Growing up in a Christian context, I knew about the gospel, and I attended church every Sunday with my family. Heaven and the hereafter were never issues to me – after all, “Jesus loves the little children,” right?
I can recall vividly the weeks leading up to my salvation. I started paying more attention in church, and I began to feel Christ standing on the threshold. God’s Word began to intrigue me more and more. I may have been young, but after a while I understood enough to know that I wasn’t living for Him. I wasn’t saved. After asking Him into my life, it was like a light went on, and everything became clear – what the gospel was really all about.
I’ve hit several rough patches in my years as a follower, but growth has happened and is happening. Being on mission overseas most of my life wasn’t easy, but God taught me perseverance and patience with my lost friends. I’m continuing to learn what it’s like to study God’s Word every day, and to live out what Scripture says. I am also beginning to understand what Paul meant by “praying without ceasing.” Growth has been sporadic in the past, but is becoming easier the more time I spend in the Word.
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