When I was a young girl, I went to a revival at Millerstown Baptist Church. My Pa was the pastor and Bro. David Woosley was the help. I was 9. I went in and out of church every weekend and many times in between with my family with no fear, doubt or concern for my soul. But one night, in the midst of Bro. David preaching the word of God, my heart felt condemned. I *knew* if I died I would go to Hell. I came to accountability in a split second. One minute, ok. Next minute burdened heart.
I prayed my way to salvation. I was in trouble and I prayed for forgiveness and I meant business. The Lord saved my soul September 24, 1986. A time and a place. I can take you there and it's bright in my mind.
Later in years, I was reading a church history book and one writer (early 1900s) explained it as "being loaded down and then all of a sudden the load was gone, as if I was carrying heavy
I believe whatever religion or faith you are, that you must be born again into the Kingdom of God. I believe more than signing a card, or just saying a loud you accept Christ. Jesus Christ accepted me and forgave me of my sins and I'm eternally thankful.
No matter what I have in this life, my gift of Salvation will always be the most precious.
I definitely agree with you, Beth! Repentance is turning away the old sinful way and turning toward the right way with all your heart. Love you, cousin.
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