Full life for witness
Faustino de Jesús Zamora VargasEvery time I remember the day of my conversion, I cannot help but be moved with gratitude. I was confused by the world, but was ignorant of it and was an intellectual believer in all invisible deities. The only true god, I was myself. When you reach a certain age believing you have had some success in life without the apparent intervention of God, then why believe in something that you had not needed to live until now? Why complicate my existence by filling myself with religious commitments that would occupy my free time and my Sundays of rest and impious celebrations?
I never had a real awareness of my need for the living God, but I was a presumed guardian of other gods who do not speak, hear, see, or act; therefore I was just like them (Psalm 115). From so much eagerness in life and at work, there were times when my standard of living became 100 times higher than that of the average Cuban. Why did I need Christ in my life?