I grew up in a Christian home. We weren’t adamant church-goers at the time, but my mom would still teach me truths from the Bible. Growing up, I knew about Jesus. But I didn’t know what it was to be saved. I was walking down the street to my uncle’s house when someone wanted to rub me. I was so scared at that time. I didn’t know what do I so shock by the sudden happening. Luckily there was a police patrol roaming around. They saw what had happened, so they rescued me from that danger. From that time, I believed the presence of God was always with me. He always protects me from the wrongdoer. I am grateful to our Almighty Father for saving me.
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