I was born in a medium size family, where I was the youngest of all my siblings. I don’t remember my parents going to church I knew there was a God but didn’t quite understand how important it was to have a spiritual pillar, in which I could lean on.
It wasn’t until my teenage years that I became aware that there was a loving God that sent his son to die on the cross for me.
I also knew there was a heaven and hell and would question myself, where am I going the day I die? About 42 years ago attending a church I heard the message of peace, and I received Jesus invited him to be part of my life. I felt that a load of fear, unhappiness and shame came and set me free. Now I have joy and love and am a different person. When I have challenges I can go to Jesus and rely on him for help.
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