When I was seven years old I went to a Wednesday night service and the pastor talked about being saved from hell. It was the first time I was told about hell and I did not want to go so I prayed a prayer of repentance for my sins. I did not really understand what it meant to be a child of God at that point. I went to a spiritual emphasis retreat in middle school and there God began to work in me even more and I realized that I couldn’t do it on my own. During that retreat I really understood that it wasn’t just a one time decision or prayer but a lifestyle. I realized then again all over how big God is and how much he loved me that he would send his own son to die for me. Today, I have to remind myself daily who I am in Christ and that I cannot live life on my own. Thanks for reading my story and I pray that you are encouraged to live your life for Him wherever God has you!
