When I first met Him

I was 8 years old when I first met Jesus. I was watching a Billy Graham Crusade on television. I found the singing interesting. Then Billy Graham began to talk about life itself. He ask if our lives were what we thought it would be. He began to talk about the one person who could change our lives for the better. He explain that He has always been there waiting for us. Then he explain how we could meet Jesus. And all we had to do was pray and believe that Jesus would answer our prayer. Then he said pray with me and I did. I wasn’t sure what I did, but I knew that there was someone with me. He was watching over me and I was loved. God knew that I was going to go through some hard times. I was going to need someone helping me walk through this life. By the time I graduated from high school. I was in so much pain, I walked away from God. I ran for 10 years until He stopped me. God reached out to me and turn me around. The day I prayed to same pray again, Jesus surrounded me. He held me all day long. From that day to this I know that my Redeemer lives in my heart. God saw my broken heart and loved me back into the kingdom. He healed my broken spirit and set me on the right path. I am testifying that Jesus loves me and has saved me from my deserved fate of hell. He didn’t stop or start with me. God has been there for anyone and everyone who will listen to His voice. When you hear that small gentle voice calling your name, turn and say I am here, Lord. I thank God every day that He redeemed me.

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