Have you ever felt sick one moment and then you feel okay another, or have you every ask GOD for something and all of a sudden you get it. Well that is what I believe in, GOD. I believe that he died on the cross for my sins, and to save my soul from eternal hell. I believe that if not for him, I would not be the person that I am today. I also believe that prayer is powerful. That when we pray to GOD with a open heart and clear mind that a communication door is open for him to hear and answer you. I can remember when I decided to give my life to God at the age of 13yrs. Walking down that church aisle and feeling everyone eyes on me. Some crying, some with smile from one check to another, and even some people looking with question on there minds. I walked up to the alter and the pastor ask me three simple question. “Do you believe in GOD”? I answer “YES”. Do you believe that he died on the cross for your sins”? I said, “I Do”. Do you believe that he rose on the 3 third day to save your soul.? “Yes” I can remember standing there as the pastor was going through his book telling me about the duties that I will be facing as being a Christian. I started to wondering to myself is this really happening to me. What about listening to my music, playing my video game, and going out to the movies. Do I have to stop doing all of that. I thought that I was not going to be able to do the same old things that Deidra wanted to do. I was at a halt not knowing if I was ready for this or not. But I decided that I was tried of living the life that I had and was in need for a change. After I decade my life that day a weight was lifted from my shoulder. I felt new, reborn, and blessed.
When you are making a decision like that it come with a lot of responsibilities. And you have to be able to handle it. Another reason for my belief is when I was getting bad headaches for 3 months not knowing what was wrong with me. I woke up in the middle of the night with a headache that felt like someone was banging on my head. I told my mother that I needed to see a doctor and she agree to take me. I sat in a room filled with sick people, and thinking to myself what is wrong with us. The nurse called me back to take my blood pressure and temperature. Everything was normal, she then call the doctor in to do more examination on me. He took some of my blood and put it in this little tube, I was then taking to get a Cat scan to check to see why I was having problems. I remember me praying to GOD asking him to make everything okay, because I didn’t want to die, not yet. The doctor came in the room and told me I had a cist on the skull and that he has to remove it to make sure that it is not cancerous. I was nerves, and scared, not knowing what the odds can be. As I was being prep for the surgery my mother got on her needs and prayed. I didn’t know what she was praying about but what ever it was made her cry. I then doze off to sleep scared that I might not wake up. As I was under anesthesia I remember sitting on a bench with a man walking up to me and saying that this is not the big test yet. That I have a long way to go before I will be challenged. I kept asking him what does he mean, why was he telling me this. He just disappeared, and I was in the recovery room. The doctor came in and told me that the cist was big and that he thinks it is not cancerous. Days later my mother got a call from the doctor saying that it was not cancerous and that everything was okay. I believe that my mother prayers had something to do with that, and the man in my dream was my GOD telling me that I have more to do with my life and not to fear.
Before I was not for sure about whether or not to be a Christian or if I should pray, but the choices that I have made before in my life was not leading anywhere. I knew that by my giving him my life that I will have to go through many trail and tribulations but I will never have to face the big war. So by trusting in GOD and listening to him, he will be there. No matter were you are and what you are going though. Everyone is here on earth for a reason, and that is why I believe in GOD and in the power of pray.
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