“Choose you this day who you will serve but as for me and my house we will serve the Lord”

As for me and my house...

BP: After a fairly turbulent upbringing and lots of mischief, BP escaped from Hastings up to Auckland when he was 18. As he was staying free of board at his older sisters house he felt obligated to attend church (my church!) when she asked.
BP continued to go each Sunday and a few months down the track decided the God thing was for him!

Me: I can still remember as a 5 year old girl my father telling me of Jesus and then and there determining I wanted Him in my life. A choice I consider far and away, the best one I have ever made

MissE: September 25th 2002… as a five year old little girl she suddenly leapt from her seat and ran to the front of church as the preacher asked if there was anyone there who wanted to become a Christian (Follower of Christ). Five years on she still so loves and stands up for Him

J: Cruising down the motorway Jamin began asking question after question about Jesus…deciding He was cool and choosing to make Him a real part of his life.
Resolved in the decision he made, most nights sitting in bed reading his bible before he goes off to sleep

Our 4 year old: MissE unable to contain the joy of knowing Jesus implored her little brother that he just had to experience it too! He was in with a grin, now often found playing his guitar and singing his own made up songs to God

Our youngest: Recently turned 3 and absolutely loves going to church; singing the songs he hears there at the top of his lungs. Regularly offers to say grace or pray too with a mumbled “Gabbbllle, gabbbble gabbbler la-la-la”, and enthusiastic; “A- men!”

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