As a young child I knew something was missing in my life. I wanted a unconditional , perfect love that my family or friends could not give me.
When I was twelve my best friend invited me to her church. I continued to go here and there. I was uncomfortable with the people worshipping God like they did at the church. People were shouting, singing , running , jumping , and hands always lifted. I didn’t understand it at the time.
When I was 13 I went to church camp. There was kids my age worshipping and praising God , so this allowed me to let my walls down . I began to worship God and praise him. I let my walls down , God let himself in.
I then was filled with his spirit. I finally understood that being filled with his spirit is like nothing else in this world. I can not be explained just something to experience for yourself.
I was baptized two weeks later. Though I was filled with his spirit I still have to grow and learn. I still make mistakes,but I have his spirit guiding my footsteps.