It was at a tent meeting in California that I knew I loved Jesus, but had never publicly asked Jesus to come in to my heart and be my Lord and Savior.

I had heard of King David and how the Bible said he was a man after God’s own heart and I wanted so much to be like David. I wanted to be a boy after God’s own heart. I loved singing to Jesus and praising his name. I will be sixty one in December and looking back on my life, I am so glad that I came to know Jesus at an early age. As a kid I don’t believe anyone could have enjoyed life and had anymore fun than I. I always had a peace and joy inside. I didn’t smoke, curse, drink, or do any drugs. My dad told me to be careful what you do; God sees everything and knows everything. If you don’t want anyone to know what you are about to do then don’t do it.I don’t mean to sound like I was perfect, because I wasn’t. When my dad was in his 70’s he told me he was sorry he whipped me like he did. I then told my dad not to feel bad about that, because he never gave me a whipping I didn’t earn. Yes I have failed God, but he has never failed me. I know that I have been truly blessed. I asked Jesus to come in to my heart again at age 18. He has helped me through a lot of tough times.