Carol’s Conversion

Many people have clear memories and a specific date of when they said “yes” to Jesus’ invitation to follow Him. Mine are indistinct. Sawdust covered the floor of a revival tent. The back of the chair in front of me obscured my vision of the stage. But what I do remember clearly is that I knew in my heart that I needed and wanted Jesus in my life. I walked to the front of the tent at the end of the meeting and prayed He would come into my young heart. I was about five years old. Some people might wonder about the validity of a choice made by an immature little one. But the ensuing years have proved the genuineness of my decision. Jesus did come into my heart and has loved and kept me through all these years. I wonder how I would have survived some of them apart from His love, protection and strength. I hope you can say you know this Jesus too and that He lives in your heart. It’s so simple to receive Him that even children understand what to do when He opens up His arms and calls them for an eternal hug.

Songs I sang as a child