My story of coming to Jesus Christ

Hi all,
I just wanted to share my story in the hopes that it can bring some of you hope and/or encouragement and ultimately bring you to/closer to God.

About ~1 year ago I was a self-professed atheist (but closet theist). I lied a lot, was very competitive in all things, highly ambitious, rude to my parents, a big fornicator, selfish, felt strong/healthy/invincible, prideful, narcissistic and many other things. I also had many misconceptions about Christianity and the bible which I had accumulated throughout my life from other's opinions and likely subliminal messaging in all aspects of society. Many times, in my life I had debated with Christians I’d encountered, always believing I’d won the argument. I still for whatever reason prayed to God each night about things I wanted which when I think about it now seems very strange, like I knew he was real but was in denial. I was also quite angry at this point in my life given all the lies and deception I could see happening in all facets of society particularly in regards to secret societies and the covid hoax. So sometime at this point I had asked God if he would make me his "warrior" and that he had full permission to come into me and use me as needed. Little did I know God's idea of a warrior was much different to what I was imagining.

Anyway, at around this time last year I was out downhill mountain biking trying to do bigger and bigger jumps. Here I was mustering up the courage to hit this new jump that was the biggest one I had tried yet (this was after watching the latest downhill redbull tournament the previous night). After gaining speed to hit the jump the next thing I remember was realising I had just had a nasty fall, looking down at my hands and seeing that both my wrists were completely snapped and deformed. I was by myself and looked around and there was only one group of people in the reserve and they were about ~300m away. Adrenaline kicked in and I ran down to them yelling for help. When I got there the young boy that was with them wet himself from the sight of my injuries. They called an ambulance and what ensued was the most uncomfortable and painful 48 hours I had ever experienced. Particularly because the injuries I had were pressing on my nerves causing pain that could not be blocked by pain killers. I was completely helpless and had to undergo multiple sedations to first temporarily re-align the bones and then another later to properly re-align them and insert metal plates to keep them together. On top of this they had to rush my final surgery because my right hand began to swell causing insane pressure on the nerves in my carpal tunnel causing pain so severe that I was yelling in the hospital begging for them to put me to sleep and had ~5-10 nurses gathered around me with many in tears feeling helpless. My only saving grace was my beloved girlfriend at the time, who is now my wife, who never left my side and looked after me in all aspects.

Anyway, after the second operation I heard from my Mum that the doctors told her that I had very serious breaks and I would likely have permanent problems and never regain full function/strength. This was devastating to me as a man who prided himself on his physical prowess and athletic ability and compounded by the fact that I was also now fully reliant upon others, even for simple things like using the bathroom. Soon after once this reality began to sink in, I prayed to God. I asked him: "God, please heal my wrists. I promise I will never do any dangerous mountain biking activity ever again".

Well, fast forward 1 year to day; My wrist is completely healed. Strength is 100% back if not more and I have no pain. I have not done any dangerous mountain biking activity and don't plan to ever again on this earth. I've become a godly man who reads the bible daily, has been born again and strives to live a life as free from sin as possible. I follow the 10 commandments, have faith in Jesus and I have a sense of peace and relationship with God that I could never imagine. Many people have stated that my character has changed dramatically. Unfortunately, with this has come some persecution but this is expected as Jesus said it would be so. I now pray that God continues to shape and mould me so one day my character can be perfect like his and yours too. Anyway, moral of the story: Seek God first with all your heart and with all you soul and all things will be added unto you. Love you all and may God bless you.

"But if from thence thou shalt seek the LORD thy God, thou shalt find him, if thou seek him with all thy heart and with all thy soul." Deuteronomy 4:29

“O taste and see that the LORD is good: blessed is the man that trusteth in him.” Psalms 34:8

"And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us." Romans 5:3-5

“If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children: how much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him?” Luke 11:13

“In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18

"Yea, and all that will live godly in Christ Jesus shall suffer persecution." 2 Timothy 3:12

"If the world hate you, ye know that it hated me before it hated you." John 15:18