I was so intrigued with the religion that is based and founded on love. How they took me in and never once judged how I had grown up; my family’s history, my financial status, everything society ordains as important. There were no conditions and even through the mistakes, their love never wavered.
When I started to understand the power of true forgiveness.
When I accepted all my mistakes, and finally took a hard look at the selfish human being that I had become.
I let down my walls, and to his credit, he loved me more because of it.
That was all I needed to believe or start to consider becoming a Christian.
I am sure he had heard the “rumors” about me, but that’s the thing, he didn’t care.