Raised in the Lutheran church, I went to church every Sunday, was confirmed and then lived my life as I pleased as a young adult. I knew that I had "stepped way off the path," but I felt that I was a "pretty good person" and that a loving God would overlook my shortcomings.

The Jehovah's Witnesses came to my door. I was impressed with their apparent knowledge of the scriptures. I studied faithfully with them for three months and desired baptism. I began to question my traditional religious training, letting them give me all the answers.

There were Christian friends in my life that put me in touch with a dear woman whose expertise was comparative religious philosophies. She told me that the key to heaven was in Jesus Christ alone, and the major difference between religions was found in the identity of Christ. Who is Christ? I had been trying to define Him on my own terms. I needed to know Who He was, not who I said He was. She showed me the deity of Christ from the scriptures, how all the cults deny His deity, and asked me if I had ever asked Jesus to be my Savior. I told her that I thought I probably had . . . at some point . . . somewhere.

When I went home that night, I was crushed and confused. Everything I had come to trust as "truth" had been laid open and exposed. Was this a deception? The Jehovah's Witnesses taught that all other teaching was "of Satan." Scripture says: "You will seek Me and find Me when you seek Me with all of your heart." (Jeremiah 29:13) That night, at the foot of my bed, I laid aside my pride, admitted my sinfulness to the Lord, told Him I didn't even really know who He was, but that I wanted Him to live in my heart.

Gradually, Christ began to reveal Himself to me. I had to cling to Proverbs 3:5,6 as the doubts came hard and heavy, but He alone is faithful and His grace is sufficient for us. This testimony is to His glory.