Robert Grant

A few months after my mom had me, my dad left. A few years later she met my stepdad, who was into idol worshiping and witchcraft. By 9-years-old I was initiated into this religion where I was sacrificing animals. There was no moral code in it and I fell into a lot of things like drug dealing, fights and heavy partying. Sometime later, my mom became a Christian. Everyone in our family cut her off. I told her she was bugged out, and I resented her for it but she kept praying for me. I thank God for her prayers. I never thought an ex-drug dealing, idol worshiper could fall in love with a God named Jesus, but I did. I now know that I have a purpose. And for the first time since like the 8th grade, I’m excited to see what God has in store for my life.

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