I grew up in a home where we did not attend church regularly and had little exposure to the gospel. What little I knew about Jesus was told to me by my grandparents and my great-grandma. I would have claimed to be a Christian, despite the fact that nothing in my life indicated a relationship with Christ.

When I came to college at the University of North Texas, a couple of young men who worked on staff with Campus Outreach started sharing their faith with me. Through many discussions with them, I started to question my own salvation and began seeking answers. God graciously drew me to His Word and His people and revealed a couple of things to me.

The first thing I came to grips with was that I was a sinner, stuck in my sin, and I couldn’t escape it no matter how hard I tried. The second thing God revealed to me through His Word was that in spite of the fact that I kept sinning against Him, He still loved me ferociously. I had always heard that God loved me but I finally saw that love through the sacrifice of His own Son, Jesus, on my behalf.

After understanding the gospel and being overwhelmed by the love of Christ, I finally heard the call to repent from my sin and trust in the righteousness of Christ for my salvation.