I gave my heart to Jesus when I was 13. I made that decision after a week of Bible School at Palestine Baptist Church. The pastor at that time was Seba Marshall, and for some reason he took a special interest in me. It was during that Sunday morning invitation that he reached out for my hand that was gripping the back of the pew with all the strong will I could muster. I was so afraid of what I was embarking on, but I knew I was a sinner and that Jesus was calling me to accept Him. I was baptized that same afternoon in Little Grassy Lake. I remember it like it was yesterday. I never knew that giving my heart to Jesus would reap such rewards for me in the years to come.
Since that tender age of 13, I have experienced trials and times of real sadness, just like everyone else. God didn’t say living the Christian life would be easy, but He did promise that He would never leave me or forsake me. He has always kept that promise.
God has blessed me with a great husband, 2 wonderful sons and 3 ¾ even MORE wonderful grandchildren. Blessing he has given me certainly out weigh the troublesome times.
God has been my comforter, my teacher, my friend, my deliverer, and many more names too numerous to mention. But most of all, He is my Lord and my Savior! I can’t imagine living without Him and the good news is because of His sacrifice on the cross, I won’t ever have to. I look forward to seeing all the things He has planned for my sons and their children. He truly is an amazing and loving God!
PROVERBS 3:5
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding: in all your ways acknowledge him and the will make your paths straight.
Jennifer Hartwell
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