"God, I don’t think you will save me, but I want to serve you."
At the age of 13, I received Jesus Christ as my Savior. That was great, but I had a problem. I swore like a sailor. I hated it. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t. One day I cried out to God, “God I don’t think you will save me, but I want to serve you.” Nothing happened, I continued to swear.