“So, when did you become a Christian?”
Wow, how do I answer that? “I don’t know. Some people can tell you the day and time they became one. Some had a miraculous experience, some heard God, saw the light, were touched… Not me. I’m not sure when IT happened.”
That’s the best answer I can give.
I am occasionally asked “Are you sure you’re a Christian?” OK, that’s a question my wife asks half jokingly, and I think half not, after I make a comment about someone or something. I’m sure there are others who would ask that same question. But then there have been times when during a conversation the person I’m talking to says “You’re a Christian aren’t you?” I’m not sure what that means, perhaps nothing.
The truth is I really don’t know what being Filled With The Holy Spirit means. I have not Seen The Light, literally speaking, as some have. I have not had any spectacular soul opening experience that showed me the Way. All I have is Faith.
I have faith that the promises in the Bible are true. I have faith that I am more precious to God than the flowers and the birds. I have faith that through the storm I will be kept safe and that I will not be given a load greater than I can handle with the help of God. I don’t always remember He is keeping me upright and so I stumble, but when I get up it’s His hand that steadies me.
What more do you want?
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