I went to church every Sunday because I was forced to. I remember when I was young; my mom told me that God lived in every Christian’s heart. I told her that wasn’t possible because he couldn’t fit in there. Plus, there was only one God and there were a lot of Christians.
At that time, I didn’t know who God was and I didn’t care. I only went to church to see my best friend. During Sunday school, I would day dream about pointless things and hope that class would end earlier. After church, I would complain to my mom about how boring the classes were. My main goal in life was to be happy and have fun. I thought happiness was getting good grades and making a lot of friends. Unfortunately, I didn’t do too well in school and I had a lot of fights with my friends. My failure made me hate life and I felt hopeless. Then, someone told me that I could start a new life; a Christian life! I wanted to change myself and see what that guy saw in Jesus. Every day, I would try my best to be good and kind to others. After a day or two, I committed a sin. I felt so bad and I knew I was going to hell.
Then a preacher told me that Christ died for my sins because he loved me so much. That was the day when I confessed my sins and accepted Jesus into my life! Now, my main goal is to serve God and become the person he wants me to be. There is inexpressible joy living in me whenever I think of what God has done for me. I clearly understand that it is possible for God to live in a Christian’s heart because He lives in mine.
At that time, I didn’t know who God was and I didn’t care. I only went to church to see my best friend. During Sunday school, I would day dream about pointless things and hope that class would end earlier. After church, I would complain to my mom about how boring the classes were. My main goal in life was to be happy and have fun. I thought happiness was getting good grades and making a lot of friends. Unfortunately, I didn’t do too well in school and I had a lot of fights with my friends. My failure made me hate life and I felt hopeless. Then, someone told me that I could start a new life; a Christian life! I wanted to change myself and see what that guy saw in Jesus. Every day, I would try my best to be good and kind to others. After a day or two, I committed a sin. I felt so bad and I knew I was going to hell.
Then a preacher told me that Christ died for my sins because he loved me so much. That was the day when I confessed my sins and accepted Jesus into my life! Now, my main goal is to serve God and become the person he wants me to be. There is inexpressible joy living in me whenever I think of what God has done for me. I clearly understand that it is possible for God to live in a Christian’s heart because He lives in mine.