When I was 10 years old I found out that there was a God when my mother introduced "church" to me. She was a loving mother, but had alot of inner problems. She thought that being a Christian meant you went to church on Sunday, and you could do whatever you wished for the rest of the week. A very poor example at best, but she was still searching for what Jesus really meant, as we all do everyday of our lives. When I was in 7'th grade I attended a Christian school, but never really knew the TRUE Jesus.
When I was 15, I was introduced to the joys of Alcohol, and shortly after, began to get into drugs. As my addictions to these began to grow stronger, so did my temper and hatred for mankind. I rebelled against everything you could possibly think of, Jesus, my parents, Christianity, School leaders, ETC. I was thrown out of school a number of times for fighting and talking back to teachers, but it did'nt matter to me, you see, because I lived for the next party.
This went on for a few years, till I turned 18. When I was 18, I was introduced to Jesus, not the Jesus you hear about in church, but a living, breathing Jesus. He lived in a man that I consider today to be a very dear friend. You see, this man, walked with Jesus, and it showed in everything he did. His family life, his work, everything. I began to slowly realize that this man was happy, and that I wanted that peace and joy in my life, So when I was 18, I gave my life to a living Jesus.
I began to read the word (Bible) And pray alot. As I got stronger in Jesus, people began to notice the change in me. Not your everyday run of the mill people, either: gang members, drug dealers, witches, and a wide variety of others. They would just come up to me on the street, and want to know about this Jesus person that changed my life so much. So I told them, and through me, Jesus was reaching out to others. It was an enormous responsibility sometimes, but it was worth it, to see the changes in people as they found the Living God, not a dead God, that died on a cross so long ago, but a LIVING, breathing God. Someone that would be there in every aspect of their lives; someone that would reach out and touch them, and take away all the pain they felt in their lives; someone that would leave the whole flock to come and find just the one sheep that had strayed. (matthew 18:12-14).
So here I am, I'm 27. It has been 9 years since I began my walk with Jesus, and granted, it has not always been easy, but he has always been there for me when I needed him..
You see, the Lord Jesus was a simple man, he taught a simple Gospel, for those that needed it most. He taught that you must be saved. (John chapter3) bottom line. He also tells us that all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God(Romans 3:23) All of us are sinners, and we need Jesus to take our sins away, so we can heal from the pains this world gives us everyday.
LUKE 4:18 He hath sent me to heal the broken hearted