by Hannah Danette Robertson

Created on: October 11, 2010   Last Updated: October 12, 2010

A memory is a very good thing. I thank God that he gave us the ability to be able to remember things that are important to us. One of the best memories I have is when I accepted Christ as my personal Savior.

I grew up in a missionary family and I am one of the youngest children. My parents always taught me that the only way to get to heaven is to ask Jesus to forgive my sins and ask him to be the king of my life. I can remember them talking about that to all of us. One day I started to think what my parents are really wanting is that I accept the Lord as my personal Savior, so to please them I accepted the Lord Jesus. My parents were so excited and I felt so good. I was able to make my parents so happy, but were I messed up was when I did it just to please my parents. I grew up and I thought all those years that I was going to heaven. When one year my parents went back to the usa , to visit some churches and I found out that I was wrong.

We all went and stayed in Texas for almost a hole year. One week there was a revival meeting at the church we were assisting while in the states. One night a preacher stood at the pulpit and started preaching about the need to know if you are really saved and if you are not the need to get saved. I remember that I listened super closely at all what that preacher said. At the end of the sermon he asks if anybody would like to accept Jesus as their personal Savior. There were lots of other people getting out of their seats and I realized that I needed to be one of those. I was having a real battle inside of me that night; I knew I needed to get things right with the Lord but the devil was right there telling me to wait, that I could do it another time that I was still young.

My older sister got out of her seat and went forward and when I saw her, I knew I should going with her to. I broke down in tears. I walked up to the altar and asked my mom to show me what I had to do to accept Jesus as my Savior and what the Bible said. My mom shared a verse with me that I will never forget it. John 3:16, FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD, THAT HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, THAT WHO SOEVER BELIEVETH IN HIM SHOULD NOT PERISH BUT HAVE EVERLASTING LIFE. That night I realized that God died on the cross for me and gave his only son for me to forgive my sins and he suffered for me (the whole world).  That night at the church I bowed my head with my mom and I prayed and asked Jesus to forgive my sins, to be the King of my life and to be a child that would serve him the rest of my life.

That memory will always be the best one I have. I am so grateful that the Lord was ready to receive me as his Child. The Lord wants to do that for each and every one of us. He is there at your heart knocking and waiting to be let in.

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