My Salvation Story
Background I was born, sometime in the past, to the most amazing parents in the world. I am the first born and only girl in a family of 3 children. As I was growing up, they were not the amazing parents that I can confidently say today they are. Both were serious disciplinarians. If I was not being beaten by a ‘kiboko’ by my dad, my ear was being pinched agonisingly by my mum. Not only did our parents ensure that we were physically nourished, they also made sure our spiritual selves were well nourished. My father was never shy of teaching us God’s word. When we made a mistake, his lectures always resulted in opening the bible. I remember this instance he suspected we had lied to him. He called the whole family together, asked one of us to open the book of Revelation, the part that talks about liars will burn in hell (Rev. 21:8) and spoke about that passage for a whole hour. Just to make sure that we were listening when he was talking, he would ask us to repeat wha...