I grew up with parents that were never married, so I learned early to balance two households and compartmentalize my life so that I could manage it on my own. I was what you’d call a good kid–I obeyed my parents, got good grades, and followed the rules. However, I knew something was missing. My parents believed in God, and taught me He existed, but that’s all I knew. I felt like God was far away and I couldn’t reach Him.
When I was 11, a friend invited me to church. I started reading the Bible and I read verses that told me I sinned and was separated from God because of it. I knew they were right and that I did wrong, even if it didn’t seem like big things. But I also read verses that told me Jesus died and rose from the grave so that my sins would be forgiven and I could live forever with Him. I prayed for salvation and gave my life to Him.
I still make mistakes, and will for the rest of my life, but now I know they are forgiven. I have to choose every day to turn away from my sins and follow Jesus, and His strength in me allows me to do that. I can see His hand working in my life, protecting me and providing for me. I know He hears my prayers and has a plan for my life. He gave His life for me, so what can I do but give my life to Him?
Check out my Church: Unknown, Marietta, GA