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Why Am I a Christian?

I want to answer a very basic question today: “Why am I a Christian?”

First and foremost, it is not because I was raised to be a Christian. I admit I went to church when I was very young, but I stopped going when I was about ten. But even during the time that I went to church I didn’t think much, if any, about God. But when I finally became a Christian, it was not because I was forced. It was a choice.

When I was about five, I remember playing in my front yard. While I was playing, I felt a hand on my right shoulder. I turned around to see that no one was there, and the feeling of a hand on my shoulder was gone. I was left with a numbing feeling of security and love. Then, ten years later, after I became a Christian, I was thinking about that time I felt that hand on my shoulder and I felt it again in the exact same spot. It was a human hand pressing down. It was comforting, it made me feel secure, and it let me know I was loved. That hand on my shoulder said to me, “I am here.” That…