God knew of me since i was born, He was always there for me.
I got to know about Him at the age of 10/11 years old. I really loved the church that i was going to.
"North County Baptist Church, did you hear that AMEN!!!" Everyone in the bus would scream that, and whoever was the loudest would get a dollar.
During service, the second hour; whoever sat still, would get a dollar and most of the time, i would get that dollar. I remember one day that i saw from the corner of my eye, people coming out from a small building, back then, I didn't knew who they were but now, I'm a member of that group of people that now are 300 hundred or so every Sunday.
Who would've thought that i would end up as a member of baptist church!! Only God knew about that.
Anyways, that point in life in my childhood i cherish it in my heart. I had a whole lot of fun going to Pastor's Millers church when i was just a boy.
Now, when I was 16 going to 17, i got saved, it was summer of '05, the only person that i remember was Bro. Alfonso Martinez testifying me on Hickory street, right after i said yes and prayed; i tagged along with him. I followed him wherever he went. That is why I'm fond him, he has a special spot in my heart.
It was February "Dia del Amigo" when my aunt invited me to this church.
There are two people that i want to give thanks, Bro. Charlie and Pastor Arturo, i love them both to death. Bro. Charlie for teaching me about baptism, about being member of this great church of mine and Pastor Arturo for baptizing me; it was a cold baptism, the water COLD, but it was worth it.
Bro. Alfonso, Bro. Charlie and Pastor Arturo, three great people that God allowed me to meet.
Thy work is not in vain.
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