One Sunday, Pastor Jamus talked about God’s wrath, and how one day he would set Satan free one more time.  While he was preaching, I started to think about what would happen to me when that day came, and I decided that I would want Jesus to recognize me as a daughter of Christ instead of someone who he never knew.  That night I asked God if he could help me to come to know him.
He has helped me with things like being more patient with my sisters.  And, I believe that Jesus Christ is my Savior and that he paid the price for our sins with his life.
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