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My parents were missionaries in South Africa until I was ten years old. They loved God and made sure I knew all about Him. When I was five I started to take a more personal look at God. I asked my mom how I could get to heaven. She wanted to make sure I was serious about salvation so she didn’t answer me for a while. To a five-year-old, this was heartbreaking. I thought my mom wanted everyone else in the family to go to heaven, but she wanted me to go to hell. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I told her she had to tell me how to get to heaven. She sat down with me and used her homemade “salvation flashcards” to show me how I was a sinner in need of forgiveness. She explained that Christ loved me enough to die for me. With her flashcards and Bible she continued to show me how Jesus didn’t stay dead but rose again and is in heaven. My father came into the room and we all prayed, cried, and prayed some more.