Growing up in a christian household, Christ was always present in my life. I was born in Bogota, Colombia where I would only live there for four years before coming to the United States. I had always heard the gospel at home, always eagerly attended sunday school and Vacation Bible School. But it wsn 't until my summer camp of 2012 when I heard a former wrestler talking about how our personal relationship with Jesus should look like, how he wants to be our best friend and the one we tell all our secrets to, the one we take counsil in; it wasn 't until that very sermon that I felt that unforgettable tugging in my heart. That day I knew what the gospel was really all about, it wasn 't the fascinating parables, nor the thrilling worship songs. The personal relationship that flows into the worship songs and
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Their boss was sitting in a corner observing what we were doing with his employees ' time. He asked us to walk over to him, and I was completely scared that he was upset with us, but to my suprise he asked if he could pray for us. Somehow my portuguese becae perfect and I was able to understand everything he was praying, I recall he thanked the Lord for "these ladies ' beautiful feet" and after that I was completely shocked, as if God was speaking to me and I was crying suprised he even said that. Romans 10:15 had become my verse for that trip because I kept recalling my youth pastor 's sermon and thinking about how I was in the midst of following that verse. Later that week as we were having our down time I found a neclace with foot prints on it, I know it may seem odd but in a weird kind of way I knew that was God 's way of speaking to me. The night before we were suppose to leave, after we had come back from our last home group evangelism the members of the church sat all the American team in a circle and brought out bowls and placed them infront of us. The leaders spoke to us and his words were "Just as God washed the feet of
Their boss was sitting in a corner observing what we were doing with his employees ' time. He asked us to walk over to him, and I was completely scared that he was upset with us, but to my suprise he asked if he could pray for us. Somehow my portuguese becae perfect and I was able to understand everything he was praying, I recall he thanked the Lord for "these ladies ' beautiful feet" and after that I was completely shocked, as if God was speaking to me and I was crying suprised he even said that. Romans 10:15 had become my verse for that trip because I kept recalling my youth pastor 's sermon and thinking about how I was in the midst of following that verse. Later that week as we were having our down time I found a neclace with foot prints on it, I know it may seem odd but in a weird kind of way I knew that was God 's way of speaking to me. The night before we were suppose to leave, after we had come back from our last home group evangelism the members of the church sat all the American team in a circle and brought out bowls and placed them infront of us. The leaders spoke to us and his words were "Just as God washed the feet of