It’s hard to remember a time when God wasn’t part of my life. Despite my godly heritage I was still a sinner,selfish, demanding, and an idolater (to name some of my sins). One Sunday on the way to church with my parents and grandparents I asked them where we were going. The said Church and I screamed “No church, Grandma, shopping.” Although it may seem I was just “being cute” I wasn’t. Making something other than God our treasure is the essence of idolatry.
My memory of my conversion is fuzzy. My mom said I was 4. Every night my parents tucked me into bed and prayed with me. One of those nights I told them that I wanted to accept Jesus as my Savior. I prayed. During several years following that night I wasn’t sure I really was saved so I prayed multiple times: “God, if I’m not saved please save me.”
Whether I was converted at age 4 or not, I don’t know. My confidence in my salvation lies not in a once spoken prayer but in the fact that I am actively trusting Jesus to save me. My salvation story is not showy or drastic, but it is amazing. How kind God was to save me at an early age! Who knows what I’ve been spared from? Time and time again I have seen God intervene in my life, changing me to become like Him. God is so amazing!
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