We all have a story and this is mine. I was 27 when I was born again and healed. My life changed dramatically. It was nothing I forced on myself or worked for. I was attending my first Bible study and made a decision to take Jesus Christ as my personal Savior! Just think—my sins would be forever forgiven! I would have a free pass to heaven! Who wouldn’t want that?
But wait! God also wanted me to make Him my Lord! That meant He wanted me to put Him FIRST in my life! How could I do that? After weeks of inner turmoil, I finally made the decision:
I was alone at my kitchen table. I simply talked to God and told him, “I cannot live the Christian life on my own power—I keep failing. I’m ready to surrender my life to You. Please forgive my sins. Send Your Holy Spirit to come and live inside me. Take control of my life. Make me the person You want me to be. I’m Yours.”
That was pretty much my prayer. Immediately I sensed a peace settle over me—a peace with God I had never before known. I knew He was pleased.
Within an hour that peace turned to joy. I was so happy I’d made this decision! Within another hour there was love. I wanted to show love to people, even people who were difficult to love.
God began changing me! Every morning I would awaken and look at my life with new eyes! The worldly pleasures in my life—the books I’d read and some of the TV shows and movies we’d watch suddenly became distasteful and a waste of time. I’d think, “I can’t believe I watch this silly show every week!” Certain hobbies became frivolous and foolish. PEOPLE became more important than THINGS. After one week I realized I had changed. I was different. My husband noticed. So did my friends. It was then I realized Jesus’ words, “You MUST be born again” described what had happened to me.
Shortly before our marriage four years earlier, I had experienced a perforated appendix. Peritonitis followed. Afterward I was told my reproductive system had suffered irreparable damage and I would never bear children. A year later I had corrective surgery but the surgery was not successful. Meanwhile, my husband Dan was tested and we learned he was unable to father a child! Adoption was repeatedly recommended.
The very week I gave my life to Jesus was the week God healed both Dan and me. I gave birth to a son the next year. Two years later we had a daughter. Later I required more abdominal surgery. The surgeon’s first words after I awoke were, “Where did you get your children? I saw your innards. There is no way anyone with your reproductive system could ever conceive and bear children.”
“I told you they were miracles.”
- [Jesus said] You should not be surprised at my saying, ‘You must be born again.’ John 3:7.
- Sons are a heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
- Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
SONG: I Know Him – By Kathleen: