I was a young girl of second grade, who doesn't even know that there is God, who is gonna take over my life. One fine day after school, I was running on my way, to the auto that takes me home. As I was running down the steps, I hurt my hand against the short pole that supports the staircase. My hand was painful, but I did not bother to mind because I was in a hurry to go home and play. But the pain kept on increasing and it urged me to see the area where I was hurt. And I saw. It was the palm of my left hand. I was shocked to see, for, blood was flowing from my palm in the shape of a cross, big in size and definite in shape. As I was seeing my hand, suddenly the blood flow stopped and my pain too. I was actually happy to see a big cross shaped red blood in my little palm, as how a kid would be, I showed it to all my friends. And even now I remember how I showed off, as if I was showing off an award! But yes of course, now I know that, that was where the foundation of my greatest award- My salvation, was laid. And my friends shouted, 'Its the symbol of Jesus Christ'. And I asked back, who he was. And they replied 'He is God'. But now I know, He is the only God! I washed the blood with the help of my auto driver. This was my first encounter, with just the name of our mighty God!
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EXPERIENCES OF A JESUS FREAK
Non-FictionThis is not just a book. This is a book of love. This book will tell you how much God can love his child, how much he humbles himself for his child, how many tears he can spend for his child, how far his mercy and grace can go for his child, how mu...