I grew up attending church all my life. I knew about God and Jesus, even memorizing Bible verses and singing all the songs. However, I knew that I wasn’t submitting to Jesus as Lord and that rejecting Jesus meant I was rejecting God.
I was a 20 year old missionary (that’s right, a missionary) when I surrendered my life to Jesus. I was in church one Sunday and I knew that I had been trusting in my good behavior to save me. God taught me that only Jesus can make me right with God, not my own ‘good’ deeds. Without anyone’s help, I prayed and asked Jesus to forgive me and to be King of my life.
I’ve not had the easiest road since I surrendered to Jesus. I’m almost 30 and all my friends are married but me. In addition, I lost 99% of my earthly possessions in the flooding of New Orleans. However, despite being alone and ‘stuff-less’, I know that Jesus loved me enough to be my substitute. When I should have been punished for my wrong doings, He took my punishment for me. I’m not alone and I have Christ for my ‘stuff’.
Check out my Church: Edgewater Baptist Church, New Orleans, LA