I was raised to believe in Jesus in a Catholic home. I went to catechism and mass on many Sundays and especially on holidays. I, however, missed out on the part in my spiritual training that taught me how to incorporate Jesus into my everyday decisions and make Him truly Lord of my life.
Then I met a man who was unorthodox (to say the least). He was barefoot. He was wearing cutoff shorts. And, he had longer hair. But, he never failed to mention Jesus in our conversations.
It put me off at first. I mean, I knew Jesus, right? I never talked about Him unless I was drunk and the thought of Jesus never had any affect on any decisions I made – except one.
I became pregnant.
I needed someone to talk to, and it wasn’t going to be family members. They were too upset about me being 18 and having to drop out of my second year of college. So, I made an unusual decision.
I started talking to this Jesus I believed in but never talked to.
I asked Jesus to take control of my life, to help me with this mess I was in and bring me the life and peace I heard was possible.
What happened next is kind of hard to describe. I was by myself in our living room when I had this conversation, and all of a sudden I was bawling and felt this warmth and peace just wash over me.
Every word is true. I literally felt all of the pressure and weight of my mistakes just lift off me, and I knew I was forgiven.
That was 27 years ago. I have never looked back to my old ways. The road with Jesus has been fun and adventurous. His peace is still my mainstay, and it can be for you, too.
Why not start your own conversations with Jesus? He truly is the Way, the Truth and the Life.
Do you have a salvation testimony? Why not leave a comment?
“O Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; for His mercy and loving-kindness endure forever! Let the redeemed of the Lord say so, whom He has delivered from the hand of the adversary” Psalms 107:1-2.