March 17, 1957 is the day God's Spirit regenerated my heart and gave me the great gifts of repentance and faith. With a godly sorrow for my sin and in simple child-like faith, I knelt down beside my bed, with my mother on one side and my sister on the other, and cried to Jesus for foregiveness and believed in Him as my personal Lord and Savior. I was born again! And never, ever been sorry of that choice. Never!