Let's talk about you for awhile. When and how were you saved?
I have said a few times here, I was merrily going straight to hell singing a love song about it.
I used to go to the beauty salon every Saturday morning and the only person I allowed to tough my hair was a Christian (the Lord has such a sense of humor).
She talked to me about God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Spirit in varied and different ways for two years and out of total frustration of her always inviting me to go to church with her, I told her OK, I'll go to church this Sunday.
When I heard the Gospel of salvation, there was this something that enveloped me (then I couldn't tell you what it was, now I know it was the Holy Spirit convicting me of my sins and at that moment I understood that I was a sinner and there was no hope for me if I rejected what God was offering me -- salvation), and I humbled myself, acknowledged I needed a Savior, repented before God, and when I left that building, I knew, without a shadow of a doubt to this day, that God saved me and calls me His and I have never been the same since.
I still remember the yellow little church (it no longer exists).
Then I started reading the Bible, got water baptized (not to be saved, but as a symbolism of what God did for me), tell as many people as the Lord places in my path about what God has done for me.
Since that day, I have learned what He gave up so that He can have me. His love is something I do not deserve. To think He came looking for such a one as me. I can do nothing but humble myself before Him. When I am in His presence, He will make me understand what He saw in such a undeserving one as myself.
God is so good. Praise be to His name.
Thank you Lord for saving me, protecting me, walking with me all these years, never letting go of my hand.
Eternity will not be enough time to say 'Thank you, Lord for saving me.'