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Personal Reflection

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mindful that I am not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. In addition, I've been experiencing angst about writing in this style of writing; and using profanity-laced terms and whatnot! I have made my peace with God over this writing assignment. Now getting back to my story, there were many things that happened to me when I decided to give my life to Christ. First, foremost, on the day that I decided to go Church, I was under the influence and again did not feel worthy to go to Church, I didn't have a conversant knowledge of sins, however, I was aware of the fact that Jesus was the son of God. The rest of my Christian knowledge was very minimal. As a child growing up in the Bronx, I was a non-practicing Catholic. Something that I forgot to mention I was exposed to some Santeria(an Afro-American religion of Caribbean origin that had its strong influences from West Africans) in my crib while growing up in the Bronx. Anyway, I accepted Rogers invite. I remember feeling strange while attending this church and I was freaked out, I saw people speaking in tongues when they praised. The whole atmosphere for me felt super foreign. The Pastor showed a film on people going to hell cuz they died and had not repented of their sins and did not accept Jesus as their personal savior. Folks that scared the crap out me...lol! At the end of the sermon, the Pastor made an altar call, and he said: "is there anyone here who does not know Christ raise your hand." I was somewhat apprehensive

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