When I was about 7 years old, my sister started asking those questions in life that kids raised in church ask. Where do I go when I die? Why do we go to church? Her search for the answers of life got me searching too. My father and I met with my pastor in his office, and they shared with me the plan of salvation. It was there that I knew I needed Jesus. I asked Christ into my heart, and I was saved by his miraculous grace.
Without Jesus in my life, I would be down a road of hopelessness. When I got into High School, I started having major doubts about the Christian faith. My high school Biology teacher shattered what I believed in an irreconcilable way. I actually started looking for a new religion to follow. I looked and I looked but nothing was calling out to me. Nothing but Jesus. Despite how much I had changed from the seven year old, Jesus hadn’t.
Jesus has helped me through a whole lot. My struggles with atheism, my grandparent’s passing, my mother’s battle with Leukemia. He has given me a hope that nothing, or no one else can offer. Because I know he has sustained me in the past, I know for a fact he will sustain me in the future. I look back on my life, and I see that I never wanted a religion to follow, I needed a passionate love affair with a God who would give anything for me. And that is exactly what I have with Jesus.
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