Before I came to Christ I came to church. I came because my parents made me. I knew that God was there, but I didnt put him into my life. He was just a Sunday thing.
Once I started to understand and enjoy the Sunday school lessons, I became inerested in Jesus. I started talking to my dad and Pastor Doug about asking Jesus to come in to my heart. Then one night after the GIC I went into my room and prayed with my dad to ask Jesus Christ to come into my life and forgive me of my sins.
Ever since the day I asked Jesus to come into my life I have felt safe knowing that no matter what happens to me I would go to heaven. Now I enjoy going to church and singing worship to God. I have started a quiet time with God, and I have been going on church trips trying to grow more spiritually.
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My name is Kaylee. I am 8 years old. Before I became a Christian, I felt empty inside. I didn’t feel like I was special.
Then one day I was in the car with my mom and Tyler, my brother. I told Tyler I wanted to ask Jesus to come into my heart. He told me I needed to close my eyes and pray to God. He said to repeat what he said in my prayer. And I asked Jesus into my heart.
Since that time, I have felt more loved. I treat people the way I want to be treated.
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My life before I met Christ was quite bad. I was always rude to my sisters and I was constantly getting grounded. I had also thought that since I was just little I didnt have to worry about going to heaven or hell. I also didn’t do what my mom told me to do and I would back talk. Then my mom got married and we moved to Inman,SC. We looked and visited churches. We finally found First North.
After a couple of years of getting used to the new church, one Sunday a friend of Mr & Mrs Godfrey came and taught a lesson. At the end he asked if anyone that wanted to invite Jesus into their heart to stay after the lesson. In my mind I said that I would, but then somthing else came to mind saying that I could do it NEXT Sunday. But instead of listening to Satan I chose to walk with God. I prayed and asked Jesus to be my Lord and Savior.
Now I try to get up every morning and have some quiet time and do what I am told. It is still hard to do every thing right but I try to listen to Jesus. And I know that I will go to heaven when I die.
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