Dave

As a teenager, through speaking with a couple of teachers at school, and some other pupils too, who ‘knew’ Jesus, I eventually I understood that just believing about Him wasn’t enough – I needed to believe in Him. At that point I did pray for forgiveness and asked Jesus to be my Saviour and Lord and enable me to follow Him. Sadly, that didn’t last long – I soon found it too hard by myself (I didn’t belong to a church) and abandoned trying to ‘be a Christian’.

At university, I made friends, amongst whom were some who happened to be Christians but were still fun people! Such was my thinking at the time.

It was through these Christian friends that I realised I couldn’t just ignore Jesus and what He’d done for me; I turned back to Him, sorry for going my own way and asking His help so I could truly go His way.

Gradually over the next several months, I really discovered that He loved me. Astonishing, but utterly joyous! I have made plenty of mistakes since then, and don’t always love Him as I should, but Jesus doesn’t give up on me.

Jesus is my Lord, my guide, my companion, my friend, my helper. There is much more I could tell, about how God has intervened in my life, sometimes very directly: about marrying Ailsa, our becoming parents, being in Leighton Buzzard, being part of Hockliffe Street Baptist Church; about redundancies, when to retire from work; and many other smaller, everyday things.

I find it truly amazing that the God of the universe, the Maker and Lord of everything, loves me personally and died a cruel death to save me and rose again from the dead, that I might be able to know Him and love Him. With His daily help, I can live in a way that honours Him and blesses other people. I am amazed and delighted every day that He loves me so.

God is just the best. He has blessed me so much and continues to do so, every day.