There comes point in our lives when we have to decide who we are going to follow.
Are we going to follow the teachings of Jesus or that of the devil? Or, I should say follow the path that is easy to follow because it is a well trod path and so many are leading the way for us.
I don't remember my exact age. I was either eleven or twelve and we were at campmeeting. They had this huge tabernacle made of wood and I loved to go there for the meetings that were held there each August during the first ten days. It always started on the first Friday and lasted ten days. I do not really remember the exact message but I just remember being pulled towards the alter when the sermon was done. I did not really know where the alter was but I was just drawn to go forward. Once a lady took my hand and knelt with me, I felt my whole body fill with light as she prayed with me. I never experienced anything like that before or sense. I know it sounds crazy but I felt as though I had been washed totally clean. The spirit filled my very being. I know some do not think kids that young can feel that way or understand what is going on but I know I was saved that night.
I wish I could say I continued down the godly path but Satan was just so strong and during my teen years and early adult life, I strayed. But I never strayed so far that I knew I could not get back on the right path. Finally, my husband I both rededicated our lives to christ and we did manage to get back on the right track again. I did not feel that wonderful feeling that I did the first time. I think that is a once in a life time thing. I felt good about what I had done though and know it was what God wanted me to do.
Rev. 3:20 ~ Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me. I was lucky. He knocked on my door twice and I let him in. I hope that I can be the kind of christian He wants me to be.