The most important story in my life
I grew up going to church every Sunday. Sunday school, youth group, conferences, all of that. I never doubted the existence of God or blamed him for anything. But for me, religion was simply a nice thing that could complement my life when needed.
When I was in high school, I started drinking. I was curious. I heard it was fun, and I wanted to see for myself. I got to a point where I would lie to my parents and go partying on the weekend, only to show up at school on Monday again as the nice, church-going model-student.
When I arrived at college, I was even more excited for the freedom I would have, whether that included drinking, drugs, or messing around with girls. But after about a month of living in the dorms, for the first time in my life I felt empty. The people I was hanging out with only hung out to get drunk. Everything seemed like a facade. I knew something was missing, but I didn’t know what it was, so I continued doing what I knew…
One night in the dorms when I was pretty drunk, someone invited me to a bible study. For the first time in my life I was excited to go to something like that. I was searching. I was desperate. I ended up going that next week and the guys immediately embraced me. They were fun, real, and they accepted me for who I was.
Right away, one of my new friends met with me to check in. He shared with me what it meant to be a Christian and why Jesus died on the cross. Even though I had heard all of that stuff before, for the first time in my life I understood… that Jesus paid the price on my soul that would have cost me my life, for eternity. I learned that his death on the cross, was payment for my debt. I remember saying, “why didn’t anybody tell me this before?”
That day, I decided to give my life to Jesus Christ… Forever.
After that, God began to drastically change my life. That summer he brought me to South Carolina on a summer missions trip where I experienced genuine community for the first time and learned how to share my faith. Since then, I have had the opportunity to travel around the world to share my faith with people who are desperately looking for an answer.
Even though I always knew who Jesus was, it took a personal encounter to actually know him. I’m so thankful that my friend decided to share with me what he found so valuable in Jesus, and I want to devote my life to doing the same.