
I accepted Christ when I was about 12 year old, but didn't know what it meant to have a relationship with Jesus Christ until I was a freshman at college because I was never really told there was more to my salvation... more to my life than just having a "good" place to go when I died. When I committed my life to obeying Christ, I did it on an airplane with tons of people around, but it didn't faze me. It probably looked pretty funny, actually. Now, I'm heading into my senior year of college looking forward to what Christ has in store for me moment-by-moment and praying I'll be able to discern what is the best He has in store for me.
Open my eyes to see the way He sees. This happens at times when I'm really relying on Him, which means I'm close to Him. Most of the time when he does this it is Him showing me how much He loves me in different ways.
I can talk like Donald Duck.