How did you come to give your life to Jesus?

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  1. Ben W

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    I figure that all of us has a unique story of how it was that we came to be born again. Would you like to share what your experience was?

    I will start [​IMG]

    I grew up in a Salvation Army Sunday School and at a very early age prayed that Jesus would come into my heart. As a teenager I began to drift away from the Salvation Army but still had contact with there boys club similar to Scouts. A youth leader there gave me a Christian Heavy Metal Album to listen to by 'Sacred Warrior' and I could not get the lyrics out of my head, I began to have dreams where I really felt that God was calling me to go to church. I did that and the night that I went the Officer (minister) preached a sermon on how having God in your life is like having a fire that is inside of your body, some are burning really bright, others very low, and still others that are not even lit as yet. I went out to the Altar call and knelt at the Mercy Seat and prayed to Accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Saviour.

    This all happened over 15 years ago, I am still very much on fire for God and I am studying at nights at Bible College because I want to be a Pastor. God has done so many things in my life that I would love to testify about, yet how about you, how did you come to Jesus?
     
  2. Dr. Bob

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    Actually, Jesus came to me! But I know what you are asking and always appreciate the opportunity for rejoicing anew in the story of His grace.

    Raised nominally Jewish (cultural, no religion practiced). Tried Catholicism but it was all works and didn't answer the seeking in my heart for God.

    Bus driver from 4th Baptist Church offered to take us kids and mom and aunt to church. (This was 1950's, way before the Hyles type bus. Out church rented the public system to pick up families of servicemen from Korea and others working at the Arsenal). Heard the Gospel again and again.

    March 17, 1957 I could not go to sleep. Fear gripped my heart. I asked Mom and sister Nancie to pray with me, and as a young boy, poured out my heart in repentance and faith. The light came on and I believed what I had heard so many times.

    Nearly 48 years ago. I doubted some when I hit a snag over unconfessed sins as a hormone-crazed teen, but finally gripped God's grace that covered ALL sins.

    And still am amazed at why God chose ME and why that particular night and not a year before or a year after. It was all of Him.

    And still is.
     
  3. NateT

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    First of all, what a great opportunity to see as we go through this, that others have had similar experiences (although their all unique).

    I grew up in church. At a young age, of 4 or 5 I realized that the only way to heaven was through Christ. I was baptized around the age of 8 (on Mother's Day).

    After my parent's divorce when I was 11 we stopped going to church. I drifted away. However, I always held the Bible as the word of God and tried to read it. When I was faithful and saw my sins, I usually tried to remedy it.

    I also doubted at times because of how I lived, and things I didn't realize Christians struggled with (thought I was a Christian, I shouldn't struggle with sin). But I have matured enough now to realize that my calling and election are secure [​IMG]
     
  4. billwald

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    I was first conned "into giving" at the first Billy Graham event in the old Madison Square Garden. After that, I "gave" on several occasions in several Baptist and P.B. meetings.

    I have concluded either that Jesus didn't accept my "gift" or that the concept is flawed and nonbiblical.
     
  5. Jim1999

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    I grew up in the Anglican Church and Anglican schools (boarding). I went through all the steps of being an Anglican and was a dedicated student of the Bible. At confirmation, I realized Christ as my own personal Saviour, as the vicar had urged us so to do.

    Back in London, I began attending a local Plymouth Brethren assembly, but desired the ministry. Since the PB's did not have ministers, I went to the local Baptist Church and then to London Bible College in 1945. I was ordained under the Baptist Union and later served in the military as a chaplain. After Korea went to several seminaries, Bible colleges and university and on to ministry and teaching.

    Conversion is all of God and it does take different steps in each individual's life. Mine was a quiet revolution within my own heart, the essence of what confirmation is meant to be. With more than 50 years in ministry, I can attest to God's faithfulness despite our shortcomings and failures. Like the cow in the pasture facing a stone fence. To see the other side she must look beyond the stone fence...her barrier to fresh pastures...So must we look beyond our troubles and shortcomings to see God's marvellous hand.

    Cheers,

    Jim

    Billwald, It is not what we give God, but what God gives us, and He promised the gift of eternal life. We must either receive this gift and believe it, or call God a liar and perish. God bless and I hope you find peace in God.
     
  6. dianetavegia

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    I've shared my conversion story several times but here goes.

    I was born into an active Baptist church family and was in church every time the door opened from two weeks old. All of my relatives were Baptists, even my Grandfather Ward who had converted from Judaism and my Grandmother Weldy who was Choctaw Indian.

    During VBS, the summer I was 8, I had a very vivid dream. I'd done something wrong that day and my mother was very angry with me. In my dream, Jesus came to me and offered to take my spanking for me. I clearly remember telling Him that I was the bad girl and He should not have to be punished for me. He insisted and then picked up His cross and began to walk up Calvary's Hill. I followed Him, crying and insisting that I was the bad girl.... The next day, in VBS, Dr. Bob Barker, pastor of Chickasaw FBC gave a little sermon to us children on exactly that... how Jesus was willing to pay for our sins. I went forward for salvation counseling but somehow got overlooked. At 3:00 in the afternoon, Bro. Barker came around to shut off the church lights and found me still sitting in the sanctuary waiting for a counselor. He talked with me and we prayed together... and then he drove me home. My parents refused to allow me to be baptized for quite a few months because they didn't believe I knew what I had done but I kept insisting and they finally gave in.

    I've been a Christian now for almost 45 years and I praise the Lord for bringing me to His throne at such a young age so that I have been spared so much of the world.

    Absolute truth.....
     

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