Where Christ Makes The Difference
I had the privilege of being brought up in a Christian home and taken along to church from a baby. I cannot ever remember rebelling against going to church as I used to enjoy going . I had a very good friend who I went with – this was in London East Finchley. I would listen to bits and pieces but that was all and I liked going to Sunday School.
I was about 10 years old when I came to Aylesbury and would go to Coventon Road Community Centre and I began to listen more. I used to go home and get down on my hands and knees and sing
“Into my heart, come into my heart,
Come into my heart Lord Jesus
Come in today
Come in to stay
Come into my heart Lord Jesus”
I thought I would wake up in the morning a different person but No, I was still the same Mary. This went on for a long time. I asked myself what’s the matter, why am I not any different? I thought when you asked the Lord into your heart you would be a different person.
I then went to a church in Granville Street for a while. Sometimes if I could not get a lift to Granville Street I used to walk and would pass Limes Avenue Baptist Church and thought to myself this is much closer so I decided to go there next Sunday.
I received such a warm welcome that I stayed and began to see that I needed to confess my sins to the Lord who died on the cross for me.
I had not seen myself as a sinner before but when I did Jesus came into my heart.