How I Became a ChristianWas a Wreck But Then Something Wonderful Happened... I met Jesus and became a Christian!
My initial reaction was to rebel against authority and I developed a very "anti-establishment" attitude. I also started running away from home and experimenting with illegal drugs and alcohol during this period. But these activities only led to further disillusionment, and finally, despair. Sometime after my 18th birthday I began to have a great need for Truth. My life had reached such a low point that I didn't care about it anymore and often "tempted fate" with my reckless behavior. I was about to self-destruct and just wanted to die. It was around this time that I got a job so that I could save money and move to the Yukon. I thought that if I could just get away from L.A. and all the negative influences, perhaps my life would change for the better. I loved being in the mountains and had hitch-hiked "up north" the year before with a friend.
One day at work I told my boss about my interest in spiritual things and she gave me a little book called, "Good News for Modern Man", which was actually a New Testament Bible. I used to go outside on my lunch break so I could be by myself and read it. I still remember how drawn I was to Jesus because of the compassion he showed for the outcasts of society. I thought if I could only meet him, he would surely care about me too. I had no idea that this was possible. Not much later a couple of friends invited me to go with them to some Christian church downtown that was having an evening service. Lot's of people I knew in those days were on a spiritual search like I was, so I decided to go. After all, it seemed I had tried everything else to no avail... what did I have to lose? Well, I heard the gospel preached that night and for the first time understood that Jesus had suffered the punishment that I deserved. It finally clicked in my head that he voluntarily died on the cross in my place so that I could have peace with God; and he hadn't even done anything wrong! So, when the pastor asked if there was anyone in the room who believed that Jesus died for them, I raised my hand. Suddenly, at that moment, I knew that Jesus was alive and that he was aware of my secret desire to meet him! I felt very ashamed and dirty in his presence and started crying uncontrollably, fully convinced that I was guilty and deserved to go to hell for the way I had been living. But this feeling was quickly followed by an overwhelming sense of love and acceptance like I had never known before. Jesus became my Savior that very special day in 1975 and he let me know that I was finally home. Everything was going to be alright and he would take care of me. I was delivered from the kingdom of darkness that night and became a "born-again" Christian. Now I would live the rest of eternity with Him in His Kingdom of Truth and Light. Final Thoughts Perhaps you are searching for some meaning and direction for your life. Whatever your circumstances may be, I want you to understand that forgiveness and hope are available to you right now. The bible teaches that...
This is the word of faith that I am proclaiming to you today...
Thanks for taking the time to read the story of how I met Jesus and became a Christian. It is my sincere hope and prayer that you will come to know Jesus as I have. Because He Lives,
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