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Testimony Two
I was ten years old, and had gotten back from church camp a few
weeks ago. I had seen lots of kids get serious with God, but He
hadn't dealt with me at that time. Then one of the ministers that
had preached there came to my home church in Memphis, Tennessee.
He preached about the lost lamb, and the Good Shepard, who left
the 99 other sheep to go and find that poor lost lamb, and save
it. Suddenly-- it really connected! I really felt the pull of that
Good, kind Shepard to ME! I was that lost little lamb,
who was not in the fold! I was a sinner, and that Good Shepard,
Jesus, was trying to call me back to the fold.
The invitation played, and a feeling inside pulled at my heart.
I felt that I really needed to go forward, and then, my big sister
went up to the altar. "Well, that's it, I can't go now" I thought.
"People will think I am just following her, and copying her."
I was resisting the pull of the Holy Spirit to go forward, but
that feeling that I really needed to go forward just really would
not stop. I gripped the back of the pew in front of me, but it was
as though I could hear Jesus say, "Come to me, please come to me..."
and I did! I stepped forward, into the aisle and went up to the
altar. I asked God to forgive me of the wrong things I had done
in my life, and I cried and sobbed. Then I could feel a wonderful
peace come over me, and then a joy that was so overwhelming that
I was shaking for even an hour or so later. "That's the Holy Spirit",
my Momma said. I didn't know what it was, but I did know that I
felt happy, and clean, and I was glad that I had followed my Good
Shepard.
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