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Even though I hated my experience, I stayed the entire night. I don’t remember exactly what was preached that night. I remember fighting back tears that rolled down my cheeks. I was never accustomed to having such refreshed experiences. For the first time in so many years, I quietly cried in reverence for what was happening. Not all people receive Christ in dramatic experiences. For most, it’s normal. I happened to be a recipient of the not so normal born again experiences.

I had the privilege of being led to Christ that night. I never understood what being born again meant, but from what I heard, it meant starting over. At first it felt as though I was just following the crowd. When my friend made an alter call, people left their seats to go to the front; to publicly announce their being born again. I wasn’t exactly happy with the activity, but it seemed, if I wanted to start over, I needed to walk to the front where a bevy of boarders watched to their surprise.

Of course I fought it! I had weird feelings that night and could have bolted away if I wanted to. I wasn’t very comfortable with feeling vulnerable. My pride got a hold of me when I waited to the last minute before I trotted to the front line. That day, I started a walk with Jesus Christ, together with a few others. As we confessed Christ Jesus as Lord and personal savior, I expected to feel somewhat whole or just better than I felt. I wanted a little experience. I had watched on television how people wailed and somehow seemed to have God right at their bosom. I guess I admired a little bit of that. I never got it, but I sure was born again!

Nothing beats the treasure of salvation. Salvation is like a gem. It’s so precious. And like a gem, it’s quite costly. It costed the life of the son of the highest God. It gives chances to many of us that are lost and without guidance. Jesus Christ dying on that cross is love at its fullest maturity. Nothing else could tell a higher engrossed story of how Jesus died for our sins!


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