Our eldest son was in the Boys Brigade and they would often have church parades where they would march around the streets with a band and banners, and end up in the Baptist church. My wife used to go to support our son, but I would do something on the car or go to the pub...

Then I was 'persuaded' to attend one of these services. I was not planning to take part in any of it, but in the audience (or congregation) was a young lady whose face was sort of shining as the Pastor (like a vicar or priest) was speaking about Jesus. I had a good job with good money, my own home, a wife, and three kids - what more could I want? Still, something was missing: I didn't have what that lady had! So I thought I would give this church 'thing' a try.

Time went on and I didn't go to church too often, but one day I heard a voice (no I wasn't going nuts) say to me very softly as I was working “Roger I died for you”, and I understood what I had heard about Easter: I understood that Jesus died on a cross for my sin, and that He wanted me to hand all those sins, the bad things I had done, over to Him, so that I could be forgiven. I had heard that to become a 'Christian' one had to pray in a certain way, but me being me, I just said “If you want me, take me!” And God did and my whole life was changed. If you want to know the rest of the story, come to the church and ask for me!