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Thats what I want, Sydney said after a moment, but Im not really certain He hesitated, and Marcail stepped in.
I accepted Gods gift when I was just a little girl. My father prayed with me, and I said something like this, Dear Father in heaven, I believe You sent Your Son to die for my sins, and right now I ask You to come into my lifetake away my sins and live in me. My father went on to explain that this didnt mean I would never sin again, but that God would never leave me, and when I did sin, all I needed to do was confess and turn away from those sins to be right with Him.
Can I pray now?
You certainly can. If you want to pray out loud, I can help you, or you can pray silently in your heart.
Sydney opted for silent prayer, and both Marcail and Alex bowed their heads as he prayed. Sydney was done first, having told God he was sorry for his sin and that he wanted Jesus Christ to live in him. He then sat looking at his teacher until she raised her head.
He loved Mrs. Montgomery more than he had ever loved anyone else on the earth. When shed first started talking about his need to believe in Christ, he thought hed better do it in order to really prove to her how sorry he was for tripping her.
Then Dr. Montgomery had shown him the verses right out of the Bible, and Sydney had suddenly really wanted to know Christ. The verses he read gave him hope, more hope than he would have believed possible. And with this new hope burgeoning within him, it was very easy to sit quietly and wait for his teacher to open her eyes.
Marcail kept her head bent for some time, praying that Sydneys decision had been real, and not just something done to please her. She honestly saw no other way for him to become a sound, well-adjusted adult. Marcail trusted in God to change him, especially since his home life was so lacking in proper discipline. Sydney needed someone to answer to, and who more perfect than a loving heavenly Father.
Marcail asked God to become very real to Sydney in the weeks to come, so that even though he now had someone to answer to, he would understand that God was the most loving father any boy could want.
When Marcail finally raised her head, she found Sydney smiling at her. Marcail held her arms out once again, and this time there were no words of apology or regret, just genuine love between two of Gods children.
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