When I was eleven-years-old, He captured my heart. Sitting under a tree at camp, compelled by a message, the Holy Spirit speaking to me and I prayed to ask Jesus to be my savior. Strong in my faith, when I was seventeen, I told a priest I could not become a Catholic because he could not show me in the Bible where it said a baby not baptized if it died would go to limbo. I knew a baby was safe in God’s arms until the age of accountability.
My heart was captured when I went to Israel to knock on doors sharing my testimony. My heart is sold out on Jesus. Beloved, we only have our testimony. What is your story, what is your testimony?
I had a time when Satan captures my heart and my testimony suffered. Then I prayed with three women through the Steps To Freedom, I accepted God’s forgiveness for my poor choices. There is a song that goes, “Change my heart oh God, make it ever true, Change my heart oh God, may I be like you. Let’s change it to read “Capture my heart oh God, make it ever true, Capture my heart on God, may I be like you.
A captured heart loves God above all, a captured heart shares her testimony, and a captured heart prays for those hurting and those they love.
