Time Travel Tuesday
This is a new thing I saw somewhere else. I’m going to give it a try to get this blog really going. I’m going to go back in time (via my memory) and tell about a time.
The year is 1994. I was turning 21 that year. I had started going to church 2 weeks before and was wondering why Christians sing about blood! The church was called Joondalup Apostolic Church and it was held in a Recreation Centre in Heathridge, Perth. Our Pastor, Peter Veart, had such a heart for Jesus. After this particular service he asked me if I understood why Jesus died (I did) and if I believed that He died for me (I did). He asked me other questions which in essence was leading me to Christ. On the 9th January 1994 I was born again. I remember Mum driving us home and seeing things in a completely new light. I was thanking God for the weeds, because even those were beautiful to me!
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