Many Years Later
My parents had a rough start, they faced a few problems caused by alcohol.
By the time I was five my mom had enough, she could not take it anymore and was in desperate need of a miracle.
And she met Jesus… and presented him to me, I was five so I prayed for Jesus to be my savior and king. My mom was bringing this to me so I must have been good right? I had no idea what I was doing.
It was an immediate change in her life and she wanted to share it with my dad, but he wanted nothing to do with God.
She decided not to preach to him but instead prayed every day for him and the restoration of his heart.
My dad saw the change in my mom and after a few months he wanted what my mom had…