07/09/21 MY TESTIMONY #4: FRIDAY MORNING! — Almost immediately after breakfast I got into a tussle with one of my younger brothers. Mom sent me to my room. About 50 minutes later I glanced at the clock. I prayed, “Hey, God! I haven’t sinned in almost 1 whole hour!”

Then it occurred to me that if either of my little brothers dared to enter my room I would attack them again. I asked God to remind me of all the Bible verses I had memorized over the years. All of a sudden, they began to make sense to me—they actually applied to ME!

I realized that I was a hopeless sinner. There was NO WAY FOR ME TO BE GOOD ENOUGH to satisfy God’s high standards. I cried out to Him, “I know I’m a hell-bound sinner and there’s nothing I can do about it. But, God, somehow You allowed the death of Your Son Jesus to pay for my sins if I would just surrender my life to Him. He’s my Only Hope! Please take away my guilt and make me a brand-new person; save me right now!”

Instantly it felt as if there had been a dump-truck load of guilt on my chest, but Someone had removed it. I shouted, “Thank You, Lord!” and ran to tell my Mom. She seemed to believe me and cried tears of joy.

That very next Sunday, at the end of his sermon, my pastor challenged us. He said he was certain there were folks there who needed to do business with God. He urged us not to wait even for the first chorus of the invitation hymn, but to RUN down to the front on the very first note and grab his hand. So I took him at his word and nearly knocked him down! As I blabbered away trying to explain what had happened to me, he told the rest of the people that he was pretty sure I had been saved! And he was right! Praise the Lord!