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My life started in the dark. It started in the dark of my mother’s womb, but there I met God for the first time. My first memory is of darkness and silence and stillness. I had no thoughts of my own for I was not yet born to the world of life, but I lived. As to when in the 9 months of my body’s growth this happened, I know not, only that it did.

I was floating in the warm darkness of the womb when there was a change. It was still as dark as ever but their was a presence with the body that was growing there. Words were spoken—not as we speak in the air, but to the heart of the body that floated there.

“I give you a choice my child,” the voice said. “Return with me to heaven now or stay and be born to pain and sorrow in your life.”

I do not remember giving a answer but I was born at the proper time.

True to the voice’s words, I have had from the start one problem after another. Before I even started school I almost died many times and one thing after another caused pain and sorrow in my life. I did not remember my first time with the Lord, but years later I came to remember this time.

Now no matter what I undergo I know God is always with me and those around me and has been there even before my birth.