This has been hard because there is no “ah ha!” moment that I can pinpoint – no date on the calendar. Growing up we just went to church and Sunday School every week, it was part of the routine, it was part of life. And that really did become “part of life”. I knew that Jesus loved me and was always with me no matter what. I am fed by that, comforted by that, believe that … Jesus loves me … always has, always will.
