When I First Saw Jesus

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When I First Saw Jesus There are many factors in my life that have played in the role of molding me into the man I am today. My father has instilled values and morals in me. He has helped me become hardworking, honest, respectful, and most importantly, reverent. My father was the man that helped me start my walk with Christ. I was only a little boy when I decided to accept Jesus Christ into my heart as my Lord and Savior. My dad was a worship leader at the church my family was attending. He would play their music every Sunday. I looked up to my him tremendously. We would be the first ones to get to the church because he had to set up his equipment. I always tried to help, but my little arms could hardly carry his gigantic guitar. Once the service would start, the pastor would open with announcements and new activities the church was having. Then, once the pastor was done, my dad would play his music. He would play old hymns like “Amazing Grace” or more contemporary music like “Shout to the North”, but whatever he played I would listen. I would take in every word that he would sing. One night, I was in bed while my dad had gone to rehearsal. I started thinking about all the things that I learned in church. I thought about the bible stories and all the songs I heard. I remembered the things that my Sunday School teacher would tell me. After pondering on all these things, I had finally come to a conclusion. I wanted to accept Jesus Christ into my heart. I waited there awake in my bed until my dad came home. He came in to check on me and noticed I was still awake. I began to tell him all the things that were weighing heavy on my heart. We sat there talking for what seemed like hours. It was the most serious and emotional conversation to take place in my life so far. I was happy, but yet I was crying at the same time. My dad prayed with me and helped me ask Jesus
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