It was one year ago on Good Friday that started the ball rolling for me becoming a Christian. Leading up to it I knew it would be very emotional for me. But I didn't realize how much. On Thursday I didn't think I would be able to go to the Good Friday service. I really felt ashamed that it took me 47 years to accept the Lords Gift. But I knew I couldn't hide my shame from God if I went or didn't. So I went and was glad I did.
During communion I was sitting with my eyes closed praying. A pastor walked by and put his hand on my shoulder. It totally freaked me out. I had to ask my wife if someone touched me. It was funny after I knew, as it happened not so much.
Thank you Lord for taking my place on the cross!
I love you so much
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