As a teenager I tried to be one of the lads. I suppose I got up to most things in the process. Eventually I started to have feelings of guilt. After leaving home for the first time, those feelings continued to plague me. I tried many things in order to obtain a sense of peace including the Roman Catholic religion and turning over the proverbial new leaf. I convinced myself that trying to do what God wanted would somehow make up for my sin. However, after a time I realised that these efforts of mine were not working. I decided that God would never accept me, so I might as well get out of life all I could now and forget the consequences. Then one day a friend invited me to a meeting in London where a preacher called Dick Saunders was speaking. That night I heard that the Lord Jesus had died on the cross to be punished for my sins, and that afterwards He had risen from the dead. He had done for me what I couldn’t do for myself. By God’s grace I prayed, asking for forgiveness and inviting Christ to be the Lord of my life. From then on my life changed. I had a new joy and peace that I had never had before.