I was on Vacation at the Beach and the whole week I just had this terrible feeling. My sister called from back home and she had gave her life back to God. I was happy for her,but the feelings inside kept getting stronger and on the way home Gospel music was playing and I was just thinking please turn it off. I had been out of church myself for awhile and the terrible feeling I had? I was under conviction and needed to be saved. One night mom could tell something was wrong and I started crying and told her I wanted to get back into church and she ask me if that was all that was wrong and finally I broke and told her I wanted to be saved. So on her bed in her bedroom,I prayed for the Lord to come into my heart. I remember repeating twice to make sure..lol. After that, I started crying. The weight and terrible feelings I had been having were gone and I was at complete peace. A couple years later I redicated my life after feeling the conviction to do so and was then baptized. The Lord has truly been good and has gotten me through so much. I have truly seen his hands at work in me and my family's life. The song below describes it perfect.
When I think of how He came so far from Glory,
Came and dwelt among the lowly such as I;
To suffer shame and such disgrace,
On Mount Calvary take my place;
Then I ask myself the question, "Who am I?"
Who am I that a King would bleed and die for?
Who am I that He would pray: "Not my will, thine for?"
The answer I may never know,
Why He ever loved me so;
That to an old rugged cross He would go,
For who am I?
Then I'm reminded of the words,
"I'll leave thee never,
Just be true, I'll give to you a life forever."
Then I wonder what I could have done,
To deserve God's only Son;
To fight my battles till they're won,
O, Who am I?
Who am I that a King would bleed and die for?
Who am I that He would pray: "Not my will, thine for?"
The answer I may never know,
Why He ever loved me so;
That to an old rugged cross He would go,
(To an old rugged cross He would go)
To an old rugged cross He would go,
For who am I?
Who am I?