My Testomony

I'm not even sure if I spelt that right. But if you've read my blog, you'll know that my spelling isn't always brilliant.
Since you all know that I am a Christian, I thought I would share my testomony with you guys.

I had always been to Church. My whole life. My parents were both brought up in Church. My Mum is a Christian and my Dad, I believe, is unsure. We went through a few churches in my early years until I was about to start my primary school. I went to a Church of England school so we decided to try out the Church that was linked to the school. We stayed there for 10 years. I went to Church every week with my parents whether I wanted to or not. In there eyes there was no choice. You went. My brother joined the choir there which meant that I then had to attend services at 9am. As well as the family service at 10.45. Fun. This is just what you want to do as a 10 year old.
I had a very good friend there, who like me had no choice but to attend, and we used to say about how when we were older we would ditch Church. It was boring and full of old people. No thanks, it's not for me.
When I was 12 I was finally coaxed into going on a Christian holiday the week before my 13th birthday. People had been talking to me about them for a couple of years and had advised me to go but I refused. Something that year made me want to go. So I did. So in July 2005 of I went for a week away with no family. And I was going to know only 2 people there.
The week was full of activities and I made a good friend there (who I am still in contact with.) and we had a really fun week. Being a Christian holiday there was of course Bible studies. I remember sitting there, not all that bothered about them. I knew everything they were telling me. Why couldn't they tell me something new? Jesus died. Yep cool. I knew that. He rose again. Yep cool I knew that too.
After each evening meeting, which the whole camp was present for, each girl dorm was paired with a boys dorm and we had a small session talking about that evenings session. One evening in the 'chatback' session the leaders were talking about becoming a Christian and their experiences. This I don't think I'd ever heard before. I'd never been to an adults baptism. And I'd never been to an event that would call for a testomony. So wow! Something new!
The husband of one of my dorm leaders said that he had always been to Church, had Christian parents and thought he was a Christian because of that. He knew what Jesus had done. Sorted right? Well, that's what I thought too. Earlier we had done a quiz and the last question was 'Are you a Christian?' I couldn't answer. Next to the number 10 it was blank. So I listened. What he said next changed my life. 'Just because your parents are Christians and you go to Church, that doesn't make you a Christian.'
WHAT?!
Everything I thought had been flipped. What? So after that meeting I grabbed one of my dorm leaders and told her I that I wanted to become a Christian. She was delighted and arranged for one of my other leaders to grab me during hot chocolate.
We sat and had a chat and she explained to me everything. We then said a little prayer and all I could do was cry. I was so happy. She said 'the angels are having a party in Heaven now'. I couldn't believe it. Best birthday present ever!
I couldn't event ell my parents when they picked me up I was to overwhelmed. My leader had to tell them for me.
Ever since then I've been growing in Christ and falling in love with him more and more. I got baptised in 2008.

So that's my story. I'm so overjoyed to have shared it with you.
Has it inspired you to search about Christ more if you're not a Christian. Do you have a story to share? Want to share it? Tell me about it. I'd love to read it.
God Bless.