When I was about 6 or 7 years old, the little old lady across the street invited us kids to a VBS she taught in her front yard. That was the first time I heard about "asking Jesus into my heart". That night, I asked Jesus to come and be a part of my life. I made a choice that God was good, and a person ought to give Him due respect. I think of that as the first time I gave God permission to tal...