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Surrendering My Life To Christ
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One week before I surrendered my life to Christ, I was riding my motorcycle home from the gym late at night. Glancing at my phone for a text notification, I didn't see the truck halfway in my lane until it was too late. The collision at 60 mph left me unable to walk for three days, but by God's grace, I escaped with minimal harm. Exactly a week later, I attended a prayer meeting an hour away from home. Through the prayers of others, God supernaturally healed my legs, prompting me to commit my life to Jesus. Repentance, I realized, meant more than seeking forgiveness; it demanded change. I turned away from addictions like drugs, nicotine, alcohol, and cursing, never looking back. In the early days of my faith journey, doubts arose as my old friends distanced themselves...
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