Jesus Won My Heart

A New Journey

*Lauren's POV*

(After a 2 hour long trip, I went to the gas station to pump up gas in my car)

*Ring! Ring!*

"Hello? This is Lauren speaking, who's this?"

"Lauren, it's me, Harry... I was just wondering if you're okay..." 

"Harry, I'm fine! I'm just pumping up gas for my car. What are you up to anyway?" I asked, curiously.

"I'm about to go to the award ceremony in London with the boys. How far are you to Germany?" 

"Eh.. about a half an hour, my dad might be worried about me..." 

"Oh brilliant! I guess I should call you back when the ceremony is over, okay? I'll see you soon, Babe! I love you!" Harry said, as he hung up.

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Oh, for your information, my Dad speaks only German and my step-mum translate it for me by writing it on a peice of paper because Dad speaks a little English. I personally know German, because otherwise, it'll be hard for my Dad to understand... 

**Go to Google Translate if you don't know German, because I don't even have a clue!**

"Wie geht es Ihnen Lauren? Ich habe dich nicht gesehen, wie, für immer!" Dad said as he gave me a hug and a kiss.

"Ich bin am Verhungern! Was haben Sie zum Abendessen?" I asked, as I put my hand on my stomach.

"Ah, haben wir Nudeln mit Huhn!" Dad said with a smile.

"Das klingt lecker!" I said with a laugh. 

*My Dad, my step-mum, Giselle and I sat down on the kitchen table*

(12 minutes later...)

"Wer ist bereit, Geschenke zu öffnen?"

*I went to the living room, and saw a beautiful christmas tree with blue and white lights hanging onto the tree*

"Es ist schön, Dad! Ich liebe die Farben!" I said, as I was amazed by how georgeous the Christmas tree is.

So let me summarize this for you, you know how like, back in history in Germany when Hitler was alive, the Jews were put in jail also known as the Concentration Camp? My Dad is a Jew and also is my Mum and my Step-Mum. When I was growing up, my parents want me to go to church, but I told them I don't feel comfortable going there because I knew it'd be best if I'd pray to Jesus, but Mum and Dad don't even know who Jesus is! Luckily, when I was about 14, I had a awesome dream, it was about my family, and how they were worshipping Jesus. I was confused and I asked myself, "Why is my family doing this?" and that's when God told me in my heart that they're worshipping Him! "But why? They're Jewish." I asked. "They're apart of Me, and you're too..." Jesus said with a smile. Then, Jesus showed me something incredible! I saw Hitler being in Hell. I was shocked, and I closed my eyes immediately. I whispered, "Jesus is my Saviour, that I shall love Him forever and ever..." 

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"Papa, stimmt es, dass du ein Christ bist?" I asked with a curious look on my face. 

"Lauren, ich weiß, es ist schwer für Sie, und es ist schwer für uns beide. Ich liebe dich und deine Mutter sehr viel, und ich habe noch zu tun." 

"Aber Dad, verstehen Sie nicht über Weihnachten! Es soll zu denken, wenn Jesus geboren sein! Wie kann man nicht an ihn glauben, Dad? Er liebt uns, und so auch alle von uns!" I said, screaming at Dad in anger.