“I was brought to Christ out of fear of going to hell. I didn’t want to go there if I died and there was only one other choice in my mind as a 4 year old. I wanted to go to heaven. It was and is that simple.”

I remember hearing the gospel in Sunday School and I talked to my Mom about it one night before bed. It was clear to me that I was a sinner and I was not going to heaven if I died without accepting Jesus Christ and what He did on the cross for me.

God brought me to Himself at about the age of 4. My parents were devout believers and my Dad was in Bible College at the time.

I model my life after my Lord and Master Jesus Christ and his life. He has called me into God’s family and I am a representative for him so I just try to be obedient to what He asks me to do.

It is natural for me to ignore autograph seekers, but God wants me to share my testimony card with them and be loving. That power and initiative comes from him.

Everything you do is measured by stats and it is difficult to keep your identity as a person out of the game. It can swallow you whole if you let yourself be engulfed by your statistics.

I love the Bible. I read it every day. I spend 10 hours a week studying it. It has affected my life in profound ways. I am inspired when I read it.

Learning to read the Bible in the light of the times in which it was written is critical.

Don’t say God is silent when your Bible is closed. Open it and read it. God will speak.

The Bible is proved to be a revelation from God, by the reasonableness and holiness of its precepts

It is impossible, Bible in hand, to limit Christ’s Church to one’s own little community.

To which Bible and Creation bear witness, until the nation pays homage again to Go

In the midst of our applauding the feats of civilization, the Bible flings itself like a knife slashing our complacency; remind us that God, too, has a voice in history.

Much of what the Bible demands can be comprised in one imperative: Remember!