How I Became A Christian.

Before i was born my mother had 5 Mis-carrages. When i was finally concieved my mother was told at the day of my birth that she had a 0% survival rate and i had a 50% survival rate. My mother not being religeous, some how summed up the corage to follow threw. We both miraculously survived. 2 weeks before i was born my father was incarsarated for 20 years for 2 strong armed bank robberies. At the age of 2 my 15 year old brother was shot in the heart from a rival gang and killed. This caused my 2 oldest sisters to start doing drugs and drinking. My oldest sister became skitsophrenic and bipolar and was also raped and became pregnant with child. At the age of 5 my crazy sister tryed to commit suicide by jumping out of are 3rd story apt. Me and my mom stoped her. (I tryed what i could.. pulling her ancle) Shortly after that she dangled my 2 year old neice out of the window but didnt harm her. That was the last straw... My sister went to a physch ward and my nephews and neices went to foster care. After a few weeks i realized they wherent comming back. They where like brothers and sisters to me since we where so close in age. For the next five years me and my mom bounced around and at the age of 10 my 2nd oldest sister got married and adopted all of my nephew and neices back into the family's custody. From 10 to 14 me and my mom where homeless. At 14 my sisters husband went ballistic and broke my 2 year old nephews arm's and fractured his skull in 2 places. He was sentenced to 8 years, my sister devorced and everyone went back to foster-care. That happend my first week of high school and greatly effected my attendance. At 15 i received a phone call from my mom saying she was with my dad.... ( I never met him in person, and only talked to him a few times on the phone, but received alot of mail from him.) I didnt want to meet him but i was sort of forced into it. This happened on aug 1 2005 and after a week i fell in love with my dad. Just 3 weeks after meeting him he was moving into our new found home. It was aug 24 2005 that he was expected to move in at 6 pm. That same day i received a phone call at 7pm telling me that my father had been fataly wounded by a shot gun blast to the head... My father had accumalated alot of enemys being in the Mexican mafia. we burried my father on aug 29 and my 16th birthday was the 30th. A few months later a man that my mother dated off and on threw out my life was killed in prision from tainted heroin. This caused my mom to start doing drugs and alcochol for the first time to my knowlege. Shortly after she hooked up with a new boy friend and picked him over me and kicked me out on the streets at 16. During the new few years of my life i was a drifter and a loner. I spent alot of time wallowing in my own sorrow and eventually became very emotionaly unstable. I tryed to suppress all the pain by getting high. I developed a pretty fierce heroin addiction and started breaking into cars to sum up cash for drugs. Then at the age of 19 a christian family took me into their home because i was homeless and gave me food and clothing as well. After 2 months they asked me to read the bible with them. I agreed even tho i was an athiest, i figured it was the least that i could do for all they did for me. I started reading proverbs and some where in the midst of reading it I became convicted... My conscience condemned me and for the first time in my life i realized i was a sinner. The Law of God was perfect for converting the soul just as the psalmist said.. I realized what the cross meant.. i understood what grace was... I was a lieing theiving blaspheming adultresses murderer at heart... and God being good and loving,,, i thought would let me into heaven. Then i realized that because God Is Good and Loves... Justice and righteousness would have seen that i received what i deserved... Death for that was the wage i worked for. I accepted Jesus for who He is... Lord. And He transformed my life from the inside out. He's called me to be a pastor and has blessed my memory. I was once at loss to remember my cell phone number and now i have books of the bible memorized. The Lord has healed me of my emotional instability and liberated me and my family from the bondage of drugs and much more... the slavery of sin. God bless