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This entry was posted on 3/12/2007 5:37 PM and is filed under Salvation.

I was raised in a Christian house hold all of my life.  Some people believe this is how you become a Christian.  My parents were Christians therefore I must be a Christian too. When I was six years old, my mother and brother were talking about his baptism.  One Sunday morning, during the alter call I followed my brother down the long stairway from the balcony of the church to the front row.  We found ourselves sitting with a pastor answering questions about the bible.  I didn't know all of the right answers so I said yes when my brother did and no when he said no.  Our baptisms were setup for the next Sunday.  I made a decision to follow my brother in baptism rather than becoming a follower of Jesus. 

 

At the age of 21, my life seemed to be unraveled and I experienced a period of aimless wandering.  I literally felt lost in a life without direction, purpose, or connection of any kind.  My state of mind deteriorated from bad to worse, as life seemed to pass me in a quandary of unfulfilled circumstances. 

 

One night after work, I found myself all alone in the home where I grew up.  In the front living room, I heard a familiar voice on the television.  It was the last five minutes of a Billy Graham television crusade.  Billy made a statement, which pierced through my heart and soul.  He said, "When you came into this place tonight, you thought you were saved, but you realized something is missing in your life.  That something is Jesus and you need a personal relationship with the Son of God."  I suddenly realized the decision I had made was just a mimic of my brother's actions. 

 

I knew then that growing up in a Christian home did not make me a Christian.  I grasped the picture of baptism as dying and rising up with Christ.  Baptism without understanding and believing for myself was not an act of faith but and the act of a copycat. 

 

That night I fell on my knees, made that decision my own, and gave my life to Jesus.  I finally understood that Jesus was my only hope of knowing God and being in His family forever.  Would you tell me how and when you made your decision to love Jesus?

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    • 3/13/2007 8:21 AM Glen wrote:
      I like you're story - very similar to mine and many others I've heard. We seem to do the things that others do, just because that's what is expected. Somehow the Holy Spirit seems to lift the veil at the right time, and we begin to see what God has planned in our own lives. I had gone to church for many years without really understanding the work of Christ. In my case, some friends in high school shared the good news with me. I gave my life to Jesus a couple of months later, after I began to understand that he died for me, and that my relationship with him could be very personal.
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    • 3/13/2007 11:50 AM Alisa wrote:
      I too grew up in a Christian household. I made my decision to follow Christ at a very ealy age. Like alot of children raised in the church though I rebelled as a young teen and adult, it was not until my mid to late 20's that I really started to understand and live the gift that Jesus has given us.
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