It started as a colleague inviting me to church one day. I was resistant and felt highly uncomfortable.
God has had a hand on my life since I promised to follow Him in my mid-teens.
I am thankful to the LORD JESUS CHRIST for always being there for me and for never allowing me to be destroyed.
We watched in frustration as the number 55 pulled away and once it was too far away to catch.
Nothing changed for me until I got on my knees and cried out to God. It was then a natural process of Him guiding my life.
I had no understanding of the concept of faith. I saw answered prayers as more of a game of chance.
I had done some terrible things and thought that I could never be trusted by myself or anyone again.