Well, since bunny bert (or is it kiki) shared about his life changing experience last year, I promised to share mine. Its been 7 long years since that day when I finally asked Jesus into my heart. What happened on 21 Dec 1997? Actually, the question to ask is "what happened on 19 Dec 1997?"
I had just gone through the ISS Adventure camp 1997 (retro eh!), it was great fun! And Ryan was my canoeing buddy! And guess what! We actually sank... well sort of. Been a long time since we had one of those types of camps!
One day after the camp ended, Singapore was given a rude shock. MI185 crashed into the Musi River in Palembang Indonesia. 103 people lost their lives, but mine was saved. I did not know anyone on that flight and in all honesty the crash itself had little impact on my "born again" experience.
2 days after that on 21 Dec. I was at the indoor stadium for a Christian concert; it wasn't supposed to be overtly evangelistic in nature. But due to the events of 19 Dec, the speaker (I still remember his name, Benny Perez) was convicted by the Holy Spirit to give a super evangelistic, hail fire and brimstone kind of message. But it was the altar call that freaked me out.
I won't go into the details; it is all recorded in my extra long testimony. But, to those of you who were at Synerg!z and got freaked out by all the speaking in tongues... well that day was the day I freaked out. Anyway, hundreds of people responded to the altar call, I had never seen anything like that in my life. (I wasn't one of them if you are wondering)
But that afternoon was only blow number one. Later that night, my cousins invited me to their church's concert; and basically, the same thing happened. I was stunned very silent by the end of that night. I took a ride home in their church van and walked home from there.
And in the short 10 minute walk from that church to home (with a mushroom swiss in my mouth) I asked Jesus into my heart. I had seen enough, the skepticism was over; I finally knew with 100% certainty that God was real. No sinner's prayer, no kneeling, no jumping, no crying, no altar call; just silence and awe.
7 years have passed really quickly; and its is only by His grace that I am still here today. JC, NS, NUS; it has not been an easy walk (or crawl); but at least I am still moving foward.
"Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your lives as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God - this is your spiritual act of worship. Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. The you will be able to test and approve what God's will is - His good, pleasing and perfect will." - Romans 12:1-2
