The Day I met the Son of God Jesus Christ

The Day I met the Son of God:

It was a normal day at college. Nothing new was going on. We went to church as normal. I had been at college for about a year. My daddy, pastor had brought me up believing the right things. And I confessed to have known Jesus since I was 5 years old. But, something was not quite right. I had a head knowledge of Jesus but, the heart looked to doubt and question who Jesus is.

I went through courses on doctrine and memorized bible verses just like I was supposed to do but, there was still this lacking gap. I had all the time in the world to get it right, right? I was just a simple 18 years old and introduced  in a very conservative church. You would even call me a church child. My daddy started preaching a year after I was born. We moved from place to place every 3 to 4 years. So, what seemed to be missing?

I did not have the real comprehension of who Jesus Christ is in my life. I did not have the Holy Ghost there inside of my heart convicting me and leading me. It was a daddy said not to do this or mom said not to do this. The voice of the Holy Ghost who helps us in time of trouble was not there.

What brought me to the understanding that I was not really saved? A room mate of mine came back from church with Jesus Christ in her heart and she was totally talking about how she knows without a doubt that she accepted Him and now the Holy Ghost is there. Hmmm, I wondered again and then it strike me like a ton of stones. You can do all the church ministry you want and even guide others to Jesus Christ and not be saved yourself. Yeah, the Gospel is that powerful. For God is able to use anyone to bring a child to Him.

I ran back to the room and down the hall looking for someone to guide me to Jesus Christ. I knew the path but, I was so troubled that I was not saved and I knew I needed help. Sure enough, there was a girl named Theresa down the hall. I told her my story and asked if she could help me. She said I don't know how to lead a person to Jesus.I revealed to her the path. Then, softly and with tears and regret of not seeing Him sooner, I bowed my head and gently whispered my prayer to God to forgive me of my sins and to come into my heart. Immediately, I jumped up, thanked Theresa and went screaming through the halls and down the stairs to outside my college, letting everyone know,I was one of God's children now.

What about you? Do you have doubts that won't go away? Has the individuals around you convinced you that you are saved and there is no arrangement inside of you? It is better to understand that you just did not understand the Gospel and did not realize that He died on the cross for you not just the whole world. Contact someone today. Don't let pride stand in the way. See you in Heaven.

This is my own testimony of how God was finally real to me and saved me.There is no copyright to this for that reason.

by Joy Chiasson