On Dec. 12th 1994 I made a decision that changed my life in a profound way. It was the result of much research, thought, discussion, feeling and looking inside myself. I was laying in my bed ready to sleep. I knew I had to make a decision one way or the other. Either I was to commit my life to Christ and repent or turn from Him and live as I desired. I chose the former.

I had been raised and schooled in a religious institution. I was baptized as an infant and spent my life trying to be a "good" person. I had some knowledge of God but most of it was from hearsay that comes from living in a "religious" community. My relationship with God basically consisted of me bargaining with him over things I did or was going to do. Basically I knew how to act in front of people and play the part of a "good" person. When I was on my own I basically lived how I wanted to. I was not immune to the traps that are common to any young man and I didnŐt care.

During my time working for a printing company in Ohio I was making good money, had plenty of friends to party with and basically I was living the easy life. One day a friend of mine came to me and told me that he had been "born again" the previous night. I had no idea what he was talking about. I think I even asked him if we were going to party that night. In the days, weeks and months to come a couple of my friends at work started to witness to me. They would challenge my religious attitude. I would try to read the bible but it was boring and meant nothing to me. I couldn't understand a thing in it. My friends called themselves Christians but I knew that the way they lived was far different from the way I lived. For that reason I knew I couldn't call myself one. Many times they shared with me the idea of being "saved" or "born again." It took some time to make sense but over a couple years I soon began to realize that being a child of God had nothing to do with me earning salvation but merely putting my trust and faith in Christ. I was now at a point of either being hot or cold, for him or against him. So one night as I laid in bed I raised my hands up and said. Jesus, I don't know how to pray but I want to give you my life. It's yours. At that moment I felt complete peace. I was changed, different, new, born again. Immediately all the anger I had carried for years was gone. I had a deep desire to read scripture and could even understand it now! I grew quickly and soon found that being a Christian was not easy. Eleven years later it still isn't easy but it is sure worth it. God is awesome and having a relationship with Him through His Son Jesus is indescribable.