The Story

I once was lost but I am now found. I was lost in a world darkness, I was spiritually dead. He called me out into the light and through him I am alive and I am forgiven.  He protects me from the world of fear and doubt. He took me in as one of his own and adopted me into his family. He calls me beloved daughter. His love for his children is so vast that there are no words or numbers to even begin to describe it. He is my King, my saviour, my friend, my brother…

His name is Jesus.

I asked Jesus into my life at the age of 5, but I didn’t truly understand what it meant to be a Christian. After that day nothing changed; I didn’t read my bible, I didn’t pray, I wasn’t living my life for Him. It wasn’t until a few years later when I started going to Christian camps that I realised what a follower of Christ was.  I realised one evening at camp that I was just pretending, and that I needed to change. So I did. Through his word I find strength and encouragement and now I’m going share this with you.

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