|I still have that tract in my shoe box of memories|
Different things had happened in my life at that time and other things were beginning to happen. At this point I was sexually active and I knew that sex was a dangerous endeavor. I wanted to wait for the right girl but that was impossible with my body demanding pussy. All in all I did feel bad enough about having sex and considered God in the mix.
I started considering the pros and cons of being a Christian. I didn't want to be a Christian because Black people were only Christians because of the colonizers who influenced them. But I slowly forgot about that and Jesus had gotten a face-lift. I started to see Jesus as a sympathetic and pacifistic figure who wanted your best interest in life.
Somehow I got a hold of some Jack Chick tracts and started to read them. I read them in my room and I was captivated by the one called "This Was Your Life". At that time I decided to accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior. I did it then because I felt that I didn't do it in a pressured way and it was of my own free will. I figured that it couldn't hurt and said the magic words...
"Dear God, I am a sinner and need forgiveness. I believe that Jesus Christ shed His precious blood and died for my sin. I am willing to turn from sin. I now invite Christ to come into my heart and life as my personal Savior."
Nothing special happened. No angels. No visions. No fireworks. I did have a sense of accomplishment however. I could now call myself a "Christian".
|Jack Chick (according to Google)|