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So, when I was ten years old, I went to my grandmother to find out more about accepting Christ. She shared with me the fact that all have sinned, and the payment for sin is death. But, Jesus Christ died on the cross to pay that penalty, and rose from the dead three days later. All we have to do is repent of our sin and place our trust in Jesus Christ alone for salvation. 

On March 26, 1996, a couple days after this conversation with my grandmother, my family & I were having an Easter celebration. I went to my room to get some decorations, but when I turned to leave, I was overwhelmed by a feeling like I’d never felt before. All of the sudden, I was convicted of my sinfulness, and I realized I needed God's forgiveness. I felt the very presence of Jesus, and I literally felt Him reach out and touch my hand! And, while His voice wasn’t audible, I could hear Him calling me to repentance. So, right then, I got on my knees and asked Jesus to forgive me and come into my heart. It was the most awesome feeling in the world! (more)