I grew up in a home where we never talked about Jesus, never went to church, and never talked about Heaven and Hell. I was, however, taught many Christian principles, such as honesty, love your neighbor, and be kind to everyone regardless of their skin color, financial situation, or social class. For this I am very grateful. It wasn’t until I was a teenager that I would hear anything about Jesus.
I met the person whom God would use to expose me to the Gospel early one Sunday morning. I was working at the family business, and I was introduced to a new employee. My life, from that moment forward, would never be the same. Standing at the grill making breakfast sandwiches was the prettiest girl I had ever seen. Over the next several months, I would get to know her to be much more than just beautiful. I had to ask her out. Surprisingly, she said “Yes,” and we started spending more time together.
She invited me to go to church with her on a Sunday night. I enjoyed the service but did not hear the Gospel. I started going to church every Sunday night and joined the midweek youth group meeting. I began learning more about the Bible but still did not hear the Gospel and was still on my way to Hell.
One Friday night there was a big youth activity called the Super Bowl. We watched a minor league hockey game, and afterwards the teens stayed behind and played some games. To end our time at the rink, they had a preacher of the Gospel come out and give the Gospel message.
For the first time in my life, I heard about eternity in a way that made sense. I knew I was a sinner and could not get to Heaven on my own. My stomach felt like it was on fire when the invitation came to except Christ’s payment for my sin. The thought came over my mind that if I did not except right then, I would never have another opportunity.
I got out of my seat and made my way up the aisle to the back where men were waiting with Bibles in their hands to tell us how to be saved. I accepted Christ and Him alone for salvation. It was like a weight was lifted that day. I was a different person after that point and realized my life is not about me, but Christ.
I began attending church when I was seven years old. Shortly thereafter, I accepted Christ as my Saviour during a children’s church invitation. I then began attending a Christian school. I graduated from there and went on to attend Hyles-Anderson College. I’ve had a strong desire towards missions since I was 11 years old, and I am excited to be used in reaching those to whom the Gospel is hid.