My Testimony
by Roger S Nelson
It was on February 25, 1961, a
Saturday, a cold Saturday and I was
ice fishing on a lake in Springfield
Township in Oakland County where I
lived when I was 13. A man whom I
had never met before happened to be
in the shanty. I think his name was
Walter Graves, and he told me how
the Lord saved him from alcohol. I
had no experience with drugs or
alcohol, so I had no way of knowing
this guy was probably drinking all
the time he was telling me - I
believed him. He also told me how
God loved me and sent his son,
Jesus, to die for my sins, and all I
had to do was ask Jesus to save me
and he would. So I did, and I
really meant it. Did I understand
what
I was doing? Only a little, but
it was enough. An adult would have
had many questions and maybe would
not have done it, but Jesus said a
person must become as a little child
to enter the Kingdom of Heaven. I
remember the tears and the joy and
it was a real experience. I went to
the Andersonville Community Church
the next morning and confessed
acceptance of Christ before the
congregation.
That was over 40 years ago, and I
can honestly say that I have not
regretted that decision, I have been
a happier person because of it.
There are still questions at times,
I don't think anyone this side of
eternity will get them all answered,
but my faith has grown and I have
been blessed. I still have
problems, I have not grown rich, I
still make mistakes and sometimes do
wrong. I will still die someday,
but I have peace and joy, and I know
my sins are forgiven and that
someday I will enter into Heaven.
Death holds no fear over me. I live
life unafraid and if I were to die
today, I am ready. God is good.