When I was growing up, my parents took me to church regularly. It was a very positive influence on my life. As a teenager, I grew rebellious and made bad choices. I did things I am ashamed of today. At twenty, I married a beautiful young woman and thought I had it all together. I was working toward a degree and law school. I even started going to church sometimes. But I could find no satisfaction in anything. I felt guilty over the double life I was living. I did not know where I would go if I died and that nagging doubt robbed me of peace in my life. Then, in the summer of my 21^st year, something happened that changed my life forever.

My church had a revival with a famous evangelist. He was entertaining so I went every night. As he preached, I realized I was a sinner and that, if I died, I would go to hell. Each night I wanted to commit my life to Christ but my pride would not let me. The night before the last service, I dreamed that Jesus had returned and taken all believers to heaven and I was left behind for judgment. The next night, the evangelist preached a sermon about the return of Christ. I knew it was for me. After the service, I found the pastor and the evangelist. I bowed on my knees and asked Jesus to come into my life and to give me salvation.

As we got up, a peace flooded my life that remains to this day. I had made the most important decision of my life. God changed me and others noticed immediately. He changed my behavior, language and desires. I got baptized and began to grow as a new Christian. For nearly 30 years, I have followed Christ. It has not always been easy. I have my struggles but Jesus is always there. I am not perfect but I am not what I used to be. Jesus changed my life for the better. I have enjoyed life the way God meant it to be. I never worry about eternity because I know that, if I were to die right now, I would go to heaven.