Just wanted to say hello, as I start my endeavors in the wonderful world of Christian Forums. Just to give you a brief background of myself, I am married with 2 children (ages 3 and 8 months) and am also a member of the worlds finest Navy, of which I am a Chaplains assistant and when needed, his/her bodyguard.
I was led to Christ about eight years ago, I was 15 at the time, I was going through some though family issues. After about four years of my best friend telling me to come to church with him, that Christ will give me direction, I gave in. It's funny how things fall into place, shortly before Christmas (about three weeks) of that year, my mother and step-father had yet another fight, so packed up a few clothes and went to with my friend. His parents knew the situation and told that I could stay as long as needed. Well on the first night that I stayed, his youth group had a community event and he wanted me to go, so I did; and I had fun, made alot of new friends. We went back to the church before the night closed, and had a prayer session, I said a silent prayer to myself, hoping that it would be heard, it was the first time that I had prayed, and actually meant it. As I knelt by the alter with my head in my hands, I began to hear the others come next to me and kneal beside me, placing there hands on my back as they walked by, saying in a quiet voice, "God loves you". That was my breaking point, the pain had surfaced, and it was like a sudden rush of emotions had just been lifted from my body, and I began to cry.
I accepted Christ into my heart that night, surrounded by strangers that took me in for who I was and not what I was. From that point on, I knew that I was accepted, and loved. This was the turning point in my life, though I know that there are many with similar stories, but to me, this is one moment of my life that I will never forget.
This was a little long winded, thank you if you read it and may God bless you and have a great day.
I was led to Christ about eight years ago, I was 15 at the time, I was going through some though family issues. After about four years of my best friend telling me to come to church with him, that Christ will give me direction, I gave in. It's funny how things fall into place, shortly before Christmas (about three weeks) of that year, my mother and step-father had yet another fight, so packed up a few clothes and went to with my friend. His parents knew the situation and told that I could stay as long as needed. Well on the first night that I stayed, his youth group had a community event and he wanted me to go, so I did; and I had fun, made alot of new friends. We went back to the church before the night closed, and had a prayer session, I said a silent prayer to myself, hoping that it would be heard, it was the first time that I had prayed, and actually meant it. As I knelt by the alter with my head in my hands, I began to hear the others come next to me and kneal beside me, placing there hands on my back as they walked by, saying in a quiet voice, "God loves you". That was my breaking point, the pain had surfaced, and it was like a sudden rush of emotions had just been lifted from my body, and I began to cry.
I accepted Christ into my heart that night, surrounded by strangers that took me in for who I was and not what I was. From that point on, I knew that I was accepted, and loved. This was the turning point in my life, though I know that there are many with similar stories, but to me, this is one moment of my life that I will never forget.
This was a little long winded, thank you if you read it and may God bless you and have a great day.
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