aethiest to prince

This is a work in progress and I'll probably rewrite it after work tonight when I have more time.

Basically I grew up in an aethiest home completely void of any spiritual guidance or understanding.

My mom and dad were typical middle class, hard working good people. They supported me in everything I did and wanted to do.
I love them very much!

Me? I was a typical kid really. Sadly I typically (as do most kids these days) started drinking as a teenager, experimenting with drugs and girls. Each time I got drunk, or took something I shouldn't or gave myself away to someone who I didn't really know or care about I lost a part of my soul. Although I didn't realize it at the time, I unerstand that now.

It wasn't until I met Jesus that I fully understood the wrong choices I was making and the wasted opportunities of my life.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm young and I have renewed life and everything to look forward to. But sometimes it saddens me to think of the hurt that I must have put my creator through everytime I did somethig to hurt myself. He made me to prosper and promised me blessings beyond my imagination and then gav me a choice. To choose Him or to choose to struggle through ife on my own.

Long story short, I fell in love with a girl who was in love with Jesus. She convinced me to go to church with her and from the first Sunday I went I knew that something inside of me had been telling me that this is where I needed to be - in His court.

The girl and I didn't work out but I see now the purpose for our meeting and the absolute blessing that our meeting was. I believe God brought her into my life to introduce me to Him and for that I'll be eternally grateful.

Since? Life has been amazing! It's been hard at times and amazing at times but every moment I count as a blessing!!! It's not like I became a Christian and everything become sweet and rosey. No, sometimes worse things have happened to me than they did before but everything now eems bearable. Like I have someone else doing most of the hard work for me. I know God exists because I've lived without Him and I've lived with Him and there is no describing in my words the way your life goes once you allow the Holy Spirit to come into you and live each day for Jesus. Even the hard times seem bearable and I don't need to drink or take anything to bear it. I never did - if only I knew.

I'm cooler now than I ever was stumbling around at 2 am being an idiot. I'm really living! Praise Jesus!