The night I found Jesus
Posted by shiania on October 2, 2008
I know a few people who read this will probably slam me for what I am about to write. Does this worry me?
In short, no, you can tear me to shreds, but I was there and I know what happened. If you choose not to believe me, then that is your issue. It is not mine, and I will not allow you to make it mine.
Basically, it happened like this.
I was sitting in a christian chat channel. One I had been visiting quite regularly for a coupe of months. My husband had introduced me to the channel, as he had been going there for a number of years.
A number of the regulars in the channel had accepted me, and fully knew that I was pagan. It is important that I say, not a single person in the channel influenced my decision to seek Jesus. That was a fully conscious decision I made myself without duress.
One day, not so long ago, I approached one of the channel operators and told this operator my story of satanism, being possessed, and paganism in it’s entirity. Right through the story I expected the person listening to think that I was just plain crazy. What did this person do in response to my story?
The channel operator advised I speak with another operator with a very similar story to mine. This person did not criticise, ridicule or humiliate me in any way. They also did not think I was crazy.
Later that night I spoke with the person I was advised to talk with. I asked this person if he thought I was crazy. He said he did not at all think I was crazy.
I explained how I could not pray, and how I could not read a bible because of the physical effects. That is when I was asked if I truly wanted to find and get to know Jesus the saviour.
At this stage, my heart and my head were made up. I wanted to know Jesus. My answer reflected this, and that started a number of hours of prayer from a group of online friends from all around the world.
It was getting very late here, and I know it was even later in some parts of the world, but not one of these people left my side (albeit virtually). Every one of them, supported me and prayed for me and with me. They guided me by talking to my husband and explaining to him what we needed to do next to have me accept Jesus into my life.
None of these people knew me very well. Not one of them had anything to gain from what they did. Although on the flip side of the coin, I had everything to gain. And I really did.
Not only did I recieve the love of Jesus in my life that night, but I found a total respect for the people who supported me, and a love for them that I can not even fathom or explain to anyone.
These people saved me this evening, and I shall never ever forget what they have done for me.
Thank you all so very very much for what you did for me.
eagles said
shiania,
Beautifully put. And congratulations. Great news – or as is said about the gospel account, “good” news
Thank you so much for sharing that.
shiania said
Thank you very much for that comment.
I was not sure if there are many people in my situation. I know how alone I have felt in many instances, which is one reason why this blog has been written.
If there is even one person who has been in similar situations to myself, and they get to see this and realise they are not alone, then I have helped in a small way.
eagles said
I think there very likely are many, albeit with a different set of individual circumstances, which brought them, you, and me (yes) to a similar point in time and space.
Perhaps the timing for each of us is also different.
Each of us is unique in many ways, so that is very likely. I’m glad there isn’t a high chance of there being another “me” because when we are honest with ourselves, there are so many warts and pimples we know we have, that we try to keep out of others’ gaze
Pimples? Sometimes the size of carbuncles lol. But yes, I’m sure most people – if honest with themselves – will say “yes, I was here too”. What we do with the “was here” is the key, maybe.
If we can look ourselves in the eye with total honesty, then maybe we have the problem half licked.
Of course if we deny there is a problem, then, …… another story