Around March of last year (2003) my wife convinced me to go to [a church] youth program. My first thought was we are not youth age how can we attend? She said it was actually for youth and young adults our age, so I said ok let try it. When I went there I saw things that I never imagined. 13, 14, 15 year old kids dancing waving there hands in the air and shouting to God. At first I thought, well gee these kids are crazy, but after a while I knew that they just really loved Jesus and weren’t afraid to show it and down deep I had to respect that even if I thought it was wierd. Something else happened that night I heard about this thing called a relationship with Jesus. I thought my Goodness how can anyone presume to have Jesus as a personal friend. It sounded blasphemous. Anyway I listened to the message that night and began to understand a little that maybe I was wrong.
For the next few months I only missed sunday night maybe twice and I had started going on saturday nights since I didn’t like to get up on sunday morning. One night I think in June i was outside smoking a cigarette (I had been a smoker since I was 17) when one of the youth leaders a great girl named Kendall who was I’d guess in her early to mid-30’s came up and asked me how long I’d been smoking. I told her and she asked me if I’d ever thought about quitting. I said I had tried twice to quit unsucessfully. She said that she used to be a smoker and that she never thought she could quit either until she gave prayer a chance. She told me how God had toucher her and cured her immediately of her desore to smoke and I thought that was great but doubted it would work for me.
Anyway about 3 months later in September I decided to quit again and again it wasn’t going very well. One Sunday I smoked a cigarette in the morning and determined it would be my last after about 7 hours without one I was ready to pull my hair out. So I went and bought anothe
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