My name is Mariama.

I was raised Catholic and I liked going to church (Sunday school).  What I was never told in church  is that I needed forgiveness for my sins and that I could have a personal relationship with Jesus.  I always have  learned to do good and  that would take me to Heaven. Yet I had no certainty and was afraid of going to hell.  In that time I have seen death up close. I was living in a war zone in Sierra Leone at the time. 

In 2000, as a teenager, I came to the Netherlands with my mother and brother to be reunited with my father.  An aunt of mine came to visit us from England two years later, this was around Easter. She was a converted Christian and wanted to go to a Pentecostal church to celebrate Easter.  I then had to go with my mother because my aunt showed the way  to that church.  I didn't like this because I hadn't been to church in a while.

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I did keep coming to church because I thought it was a nice church to go to. A call to repentance was made at every church service. So I thought about this and prayed the prayer of repentance at home. Some time later, after a teenage camp in the car, I prayed the prayer of repentance again with a woman from the church and then openly gave my life to Jesus.  

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I now have the assurance that when I come to die, Jesus would open His arms to welcome me.  

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If you know you are not standing right before God, make that choice. It's never too late as long as you live. No matter what you've done in your life, God loves you  the way you are!  

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