I have a very
personal and true story about how I have found my road to God;
how I started
to believe in God.
I was a young
girl living in the Soviet Union, where the religion of
Christianity
was prohibited and prosecuted against by the government since
1917.
I was six
years old and it was New Years Eve. I received a fancy oil
painting box
set as a New Years gift and for some reason I started to thank
God for It
almost immediately and I know this is where my friendship with
God began.
I was looking
towards the dark night sky through the window and was quietly
saying “Thank
you God” again and again, and from that time on; God was my
friend!
At that
moment I could never have imagined that my parents would one day get
divorced;
That life in our city would soon change for the worst, or that
even the art
school I later attended would be influential in protecting me
from the bad
influences of the surrounding streets.
Over time
I've forgotten about that New Years Eve night, until one afternoon
at the age of
fourteen years old, I finally excepted that I belonged to God
and
understood that he is always with me. Later on I realized the power of
prayer and
its ability to change someone’s life, and especially how it could
improve my
own.
This is my
true story; The story of a girl from a small Russian city who is
now an
optimistic young woman living in Canada.
