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My Christian Journey


     Let's start the journey with what was in my head at nineteen years old. I went to Catholic grade school, but it never really was a serious part of my life. However, I could never understand why there were these stairsteps to the Father in Heaven. I reasoned it out like this; Hmmm, there's priests, bishops, archbishops, cardinals, and the pope. Why wasn't it just God, the Father and me. At this point, I did believe in God, but I hadn't thought that much about Jesus.

   Well, at nineteen, I was in college, but never really dated much, so when a friend said, I know a girl who would really like to go out with you. I thought, yea, that would be great! We enjoyed going out roller skating on some dates and the others, we enjoyed a night out dancing. After many, many dates, things began to get serious. Now, we were headed into some heavy duty discussions about believing in Jesus as your Savior, God, etc., etc.,

    Our talks began with my future wife saying, "Well, what do you think happens to you when you die?" I told her that you go in the ground and your just worm food that's all. Needless to say, she said, "I can't marry you if your not a Christian!" We continued our talks until one day she asked me if I would be willing to take classes to learn more about becoming a believer in Jesus. I decided to take these classes and, thinking back, this simple choice was the beginning of my relationship with Jesus as my Lord and Savior.

    Fifty years have passed now and for me as with many believers there have been a raft of hills and valleys. I had some type of doubt running through my mind for many years. I'm not sure what this was all about, but what I can only guess was forty-five or forty-six years into my Christian journey, the Holy Spirit removed this doubt from my mind and I am confident that the Father, Jesus, the Son, and the Holy Spirit live in me completely and the power of the Holy Spirit helps me overcome sin.

    Now, the time is for me to return to Jesus as my first Love. I would love for those who read "returning to Jesus as your first love" and let me know what this means to you.

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