Personal Narrative: I Grow Up In The Catholic Church

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My testimony starts the same as most, I grew up with God as a common name in my house but there was no foundation no real relationship, we sinned all week and then confessed our sins on Sunday. Yes you already know I grew up in the Catholic Church.There were man made rules and practices that I did not understand and there was no explanation to what or why we were doing these things. By eleven years old my parents were separated on their way to divorce, and it felt like the church shut my mother out so we stopped going to church and this formed my opinion of God and what God looked
Like to me.
So began my life of living opposite of God, I felt him, but didn't care about him. I engaged in a life of darkness living a life for myself. Paul says in the bible " He was chief of sinners" and I relate 1 Timothy …show more content…

(NKJV). By twenty-eight years old I had two kids two different dads I was widowed then divorced and somehow still thought I was a "good person". I didn't love God and honestly
I had no thought about him in my life at ALL!!!!
In the fall of 2004 I had a lady invite me to church and so I thought why not? my life was pretty much at rock bottom. I went to church that evening and this experience changed my life forever and has made me who I am today. My ears were open and I heard for the first time about Jesus and how God loved us so much he sent Jesus to die for our sins (John 3:16) (NKJV).I heard this verse loud and clear, and that first night in church I did not accept Jesus as my personal savior I knew that day there wasn't any other place I wanted to be but with God. I took a stand for Christ five months after that

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