Classroom Assistant

"One night I got down on my knees and prayed. I knew that if I was to die that night I would go to Hell."

I was brought up in a Christian home and have always gone to church. I used to pray before going to bed but I didn’t really know who I was praying to.

I went to the church youth-group on a Friday night and Christian camps in the summer. As I got older I stopped going to these meetings and went drinking with friends instead.  I still went to church on Sundays but as soon as the service was over I went to the car and waited for my parents to take me home.

One Friday evening my friends were unable to come out drinking.  I heard that there was a BBQ on the beach with the church youth so I went along for football and food.  I remember that I enjoyed it and decided to go again. The youth leader even came up to me and said “we’ve been praying that you would come back to our group.”  I have always found it amazing that they prayed for me and I came back.

I kept going to the meetings and could see that the other young people loved God in a way that I didn’t. One night I got down on my knees and prayed. I knew that if I was to die that night I would go to Hell. I wanted Jesus in my life so I asked Him for forgiveness of my sins, and I believed that He died for me on the cross. He saved me that night. Hallelujah!