When I was eight years old I accepted Jesus Christ as my personal Savior. I did that by being baptized, to take His name upon me. I try to live my life the way He would want me to: treating people right, helping where I can, and trying to make myself a better person. I read the scriptures to learn what He was like, and to learn how I can to something, anything, to repay Him.
But some people have heard mis-information about my church before they ever met me. Sometimes they do not accept me as a fellow Christian. That isn't easy to shake off. That is the sort of thing that happens when one person refuses to communicate with another. They shut off anything I might say in defence of myself.
But you, reading this, have not shut me off. You are listening. So know this: Jesus Christ is the Son of God. He was sent here to earth to sacrifice Himself for you and for me. He wants us to come home again. He was perfect. Jesus did everything that God asked Him to do. He was killed, but he rose from the dead and is alive today, with God. I love Him.
Yes, I am a Christian.
If this post has been meaningful to you, I think you'd like another webpage, called Jesus Christ, our Savior. It's on Mormon.org. And so is a lot of other good stuff about Jesus!
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"Accepting Jesus Christ as my personal Savior" is how all the Christian fiction books I read describe the finding of faith. I thought it was cool, but never thought of it in terms of what I had done when I was young. In truth, that is exactly what I did, but it was such a normal part of life, I didn't even think about it like that. When I was 8, all I really cared about was getting baptized the same day as my cousin and having a party with family. I didn't realize this was supposed to be a sacred, special thing. Thank you, Elder Caleb, for using that phrase and making me realize what I had done that day many years ago.
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