I always admire how God brings man to Himself. Since 2000, my mother began to search for God, to search for a church, to which she would go. She attended various confessions, always took me with her to the services, but remained unsatisfied with what she heard. In 2002, she met with women from the SDA church. They often invited her to the ministry, but her mother refused all the time. Once we still went. Not all at once and not everyone understood. Went to the ministry rarely, there was always some urgent business. I didn’t want to attend church. But God had His plan how to reach our hearts, and He miraculously left us in His church. Every time on Friday, I asked my mom: “Tomorrow, let's go to church?”, Hoping to hear that no. Mom replied: "Of course, let's go." I thought to myself: “Again, a whole day off,” but I didn’t want to grieve my mother, therefore, reeling my teeth, I walked. Gradually, we saw the light of God, His answers to our prayers, His personal attitude towards everyone. We understood where the truth is, where our family is, that in the Seventh Day Adventist Church they adhere to what is in conformity with Bible truth. We didn’t want to go to any other church, we were calm: we are at home. Mom was baptized in 2003, and after her in 2004 I was baptized.