When I met Jesus

It was in 1985 when, I do believe, it wasn't an accident that I met a group of
Filipino women at the church in Rue du Bac,Paris,France. I was just new in France by that time, loaded with
problems from un-employment, lack of finances and no connection to land a job. Because of this situation, the only one whom I can turn to was God. I was Catholic  myself so I made a visit to the Church believing for a miracle to get a job.

 In one section of the church, there was a set of paper and pen, wherein you can write your supplication. I, also wrote down my petition. My mind up to the present still clear what I wrote: God, I want to know you. My heart was thirsty for something spiritual. I didn't know about being born again, I didn't know about being re-established  my relationship with God. After I wrote down my wish, something inside me as if telling me to wait and meet the group. Then one woman, I  believe,  was in her early forties came and approached me, inviting me to a Bible Study. I was at first reluctant but curious and posted several questions like:

1. Who is conducting the Bible Study?
2. If this is a catholic teaching?
3.Who are the attendees?

I agreed to go and try. During our first meeting, it was wow! I feel relieved as if all the problems were gone. Some of my questions had been answered but most of all, as if I was very close to God's heart. Since I felt the thirst and hunger in my heart for spiritual matters, I continued to attend the Bible Study until I witnessed how our church grew and how my faith grow along with the teachings. Up to this date, now, I am back home in the Philippines, I am still attached to the Vine. It's only through Him I feel that I have hopes, sense of belonging, true friend and my avenger. I met a brother who is faithful more than any human being I met through out my entire life. I made the decision to follow Him, regardless if I have more  nor I have less.......