Coming to Christ is a decision that I do not take lightly. At the age of 18 I had a dream where the Lord called me to come to Him, however, for years I failed to adhere to His calling. Forwarding a few years, while I was as church one Sunday, the preacher gave an alter call and without realising it, my hand went in the air. I tried my best to pull it down but the more I tried, the more it went up. For no apparent reason, I started to cry.
I got baptized on September 30, 2018 and in all honesty, there has been ups and downs but I am persevering to the end.