My Testimony - On February 9th 1993, I was able to do a remarkable thing that changed my life for the better.

        Later on after everybody had left, I told my Mom about the headache. She immediately prayed for my recovery. Feeling better I moved around, played, laughed, and joked. But still my mom’s account of Jesus suffering was still hovering at the back of my mind. Sometimes I would just dismiss it and continue on with my playing.

        But by bedtime, when my mom came to tuck me in, the thoughts started assailing me. I thought about Jesus hanging on that cross, with blood dripping from his body. I imagined (or at least I tried to imagine) how it would feel to have nails going through your palm. I started shivering uncontrollably. So by the time my mom came to tuck me in I was a wreck.

        My mom asked me the problem, felt my forehead and asked if I wanted any medicine. I knew that no amount of earthly medicine would cure the way I was feeling unless it was the medicine of God’s love. I told her that I was feeling convicted about my sins. I told her that I didn’t want Jesus to suffer for me. I was a sinful person. Then my mother patiently explained to me why Jesus died, for whom, and how we can accept his love. I was more than happy to accept Jesus into my heart.

        Immediately I felt clean inside. I didn’t see any lightening or thunder bolts. But I felt clean, cleaned by the blood of Jesus. Today I can humbly say that I am a child of God because of Jesus. Because Jesus died for me I don’t have to carry any more guilt. I am happy that Jesus is alive today and that his sacrifice is for everybody, for the entire world. I am not saying that if you have Jesus you won’t have any problems. But instead I am saying if you have Jesus you will have the grace and the endurance to go through that problem.

“The will of God is that none should perish.”  

There is nothing like receiving Jesus. You try and see.