Before I met Christ, I was a sinner. I was around the age of five when I thought I had gotten saved. My dad was a youth pastor, so he taught me everything that a Christian should know. So I was trying to get saved with my head knowledge rather then what I felt with my heart. You see, the Lord hadn’t been calling on me to get saved then. I remember that I had so many doubts about my salvation, and I always questioned where I would be going when I died.
I asked my Savior to come into my life on Saturday, March 26, 2011 at a camp called Ridgecrest. The Curtis Band was playing the song “Our God is Greater” when my heart started thumping hard. At that point I could feel the emptiness, and I knew that God wasn’t in my heart. I couldn’t take it any longer, and I started bawling. I sat down in my seat and cried out to God. I got up, went over to my mom, and asked her to lead me through the sinner’s prayer.
It has only been a day since I asked the Lord into my life, but I still have that fire burning for God. I no longer feel empty, but whole. I don’t feel sadness, but I have delight and joy inside of me. Then second I asked God into my life, I felt this weight lifted off of my shoulders. I want to share my testimony with others, no matter how uncomfortable it can be. I want the thrill of seeing people getting saved because of the message I told them. I want to be second.
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