My childhood was one where my family attended an church every Sunday. I went to Sunday School classes, was in the Youth Choir, did the Youth Group - the whole scene. However, during that time, I never remember hearing that Jesus Christ was my Saviour. I knew that He died on a cross but never really understood why. The Bible was something that we had in our home but it was never opened and read. In church, it seemed that the Bible was some sacred book that only the minister read from on a Sunday morning. In short, my religious background never, for me, explained salvation on a personal basis. I knew that there was a Heaven and hell but grew up thinking that you just had to be a good person - don't lie, steal, etc. However, the Christian life as I now know was not followed within my home. I quit going to church at the age of 13 and never went back again until I was 32 years old. I lived a life of going down many wrong roads and it was not until I had married and became pregnant with my first child that I realized that there was something missing from my life. My husband had been doing some searching and started reading the Bible and to be honest, if I had not been pregnant, I would have left him. It was very scary to me -- he would play the Christian radio stations and read the Bible and I wanted no part of it. After my first child was born, I was looking at her one day and realized how much she needed me and how much I loved her. God spoke to me that day through my child. There were no words, just a feeling within my heart. I realized that He loved me even more than I loved my child and that I needed Him more than she needed me. It was very powerful. I started crying and asked Jesus to come into my life that moment. I felt a warmth like I had never felt before - a love so strong!! That was 13 years ago and I still need Him just as much now as I did then. He is ever faithful and is so forgiving for each day I fail in some way and He still loves me. God's love is so unconditional that it is hard to realize sometime but it is there! I praise Him for that love and for his forgiveness and especially for the death of His Son at Calvary for me and for all!