The testimony of my best friend and one of the most beautiful people I know.
My journey in coming to Christ was one with stairs in it. I would not call these baby-step stairs, though. Each step was really really big, like almost doing the splits to get to the next step, big.
The last and most biggest big step I took was on May 6, 2010. Somewhere along this journey, it was explained to me that when you really have your “coming to God” moment, you will be able to pinpoint it in time. This may not be the case for everyone, but I have certainly learned this to be true in my journey. On that day, I was 28 years old.
I grew up in a Christian-labeled family that went to church most every Sunday. I attended youth groups and went to the church camps in the summer. I even remember coming forward a few times to do the alter call. I won’t…
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