Revised Testimony

My Story

Well, my story all start from when I was child. This may not be exactly what happened at the time, because I was young, and now, everything from then, is kind of blurry now. When I was younger, my family was Buddhists, and well, I was young, so I had no opinion about it. And then when I was around the 4th grade age, my mom’s friend invited her to church. So that started a chain reaction. After my mom went, she brought me and my brother, and after that, my father went too. At first, I was reluctant to go to church not because I hated church, it was just because I usually slept in on Sundays. But then my mom made me go so I did. I only went to church for the 11:00 Sunday school, even though it was at that time, I was always still arriving late, during worship. Slowly, I began arriving on time, and wasn’t so reluctant to go to church. I kind of liked church anyways. I liked learning, and I still do. From then on, I went to church almost every Sunday, and a few years later, I started going at an even earlier time. I went to the 9:00 Sunday school. Everything then was, well, sort of a routine. I just went to church but I never really thought about it. I was never a thinker as a child, I never really thought about anything. I was always laid back. And then, a few years earlier, right before I turned 13, literarily like, a day or two before I turned 13, I moved. And after that, a few months later, I changed churches, I came to this church. At first, it was kind of awkward, because I’m always kind of shy when I’m with strangers, but I met people and got used to it. Around this period of time in my life, I noticed that I started thinking more and more about random things, past events, people, it was weird. As I came to church every Sunday I started seeing things in a different perspective, and yet, it was the same perspective that I’ve always had. All that changed was that I started thinking about things more. Then, along came a Sunday school class where we learned about accepting Christ. I had never thought about this topic before, because I don’t think I’ve ever had a discussion in Sunday school or anywhere else about it. At that point, while we discussed about it, I realized that I’ve already accepted Christ as my saviour. I didn’t know when, but somewhere along the way, I did, I believed it all.