In 1982, I made the decision to accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour. At the time I did not realise that accepting Christ would divide me from my family in such a harsh and divisive way. I have left behind a harsh cruel heritage. Some talk of the father’s love. I have a father in heaven who has been so loving and good to me. My earthly father died last week and I have never heard him say he loves me or called me “son”. My dad is being buried today at 11am. It is a strange feeling because for more than 30 years I have not known this man. When I did have the opportunity to share the message of Jesus Christ being Lord and Saviour. I received abuse and a comment. “I am an Anglican Minister, and I do a lot of good work. I do not need Jesus, he need me.”
I pray for my relatives, may they get to know Jesus Christ as Lord and Saviour.
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