It was a sunny Sunday morning when our family went to church. We attended the worship service; I was about five year’s old back then, young not able to understand a lot of things.
I couldn’t understand what the man in the front was saying, It only made me sleepy and bored, so my brother decided to bring me with him to attend a Sunday school
and that was the day I met Him, Lucky to finally know someone like Him and lucky for me to have Him as my friend.
I was shyly sitting at the back corner of the room when someone approached me and invited me to sit closer with them.
A lot of the kids listened very attentively when the Sunday school teachers introduced Him to us. He’s been very nice to each of us; everyone wanted to be His friend, He’s famous, but I showed no interest because I thought He didn’t know I existed.
Years passed, I got to know Him more. Every day I would talk to Him and He’s just there eager to listen.
He had grown in me.
I got to spend more time talking, knowing His stories and mine as well
and from then, we became the best of friends.
There were times when I would forget about Him, preoccupied with a lot of things.
I’ve been very busy, very distant to the fact that I wasn’t able to talk to Him for a long time.
There were also days that I would get mad at Him for a very simple reason, I thought He wasn’t listening. I’ve been asking Him a lot of favors but He answered none,
and right there I decided to hate Him,
but He never left.
Every day and every night He begged for me.
Begging, knocking on my heart to open it up again and let Him in it.
He told me that He loves me, but I didn’t listened but that didn’t stopped Him.
He still chose to stay right beside me even though I was pushing Him away.
He still cared for me like He promised.
Even though I make mistakes never did He judged and gave up on me, rather He strengthen me, gave me hope and said “all things are possible.”
He showed me the way,
He told me the truth
and He had faith in me.
He made me understand everything and
He opened the eyes of my heart, and there I saw Him.
I knelt down on my knees, ever ready to surrender, to take Him again, to be with Him and to love Him unconditionally.
I thought I was late for that but I was wrong because He forgave and accepted me and told me that He loves me too and forever will.
He changed my heart, my soul and everything.
He helped me to become a better person, and I would bring back all the things He had done for me.
For He never left nor forsake me for He changed my life and made it whole again and He did this for me out of love.
For He is the Lord or Lords,
the King of Kings,
the Almighty God,
Lord of everything,
for He is the Alpha, Omega, Beggininng and the End,
for He is my Savior, my Messiah, my Redeemer and my Friend,
for He is the Prince of peace,
and I am lucky to live my life for Him.
By Jill
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The next chapters that we'll be updating are the speech of our beloved classmates :)
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