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Once my friends invited me to see the film "Jesus of Nazareth." At that time I was not a believer yet, but when I watched this 6-hour-long movie I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. The same friends invited me and the group that I sang in to their church.
I was always thinking that a church was just a special building intended for sacred services. But that meeting took place in a regular cultural hall. Bob Weiner, a well-known youth minister, preached that night. He was speaking about Jesus and the sufferings that He took for all of us. I was crying for the whole sermon. At the end of it Bob called people to come forward and repent. All my group came forward, but I didn't. I thought, "What is this show for? Why do I have to repent in front of all of these people? I can do it myself, at home."
The preacher was ready to start praying, but suddenly he turned to the audience and said, "I can't start praying, for there is a person in this hall that the Lord brought here. Now is the time for that person to repent."
People sitting in the hall started looking around, trying to figure out who that person was. I became stiff; I thought: "No, he didn't mean me. What am I supposed to repent of? I didn't kill anybody, I didn't rob anybody. Generally, I am a good woman." The preacher waited for a while and turned to those who had come forward. He kept silence. Then he turned back to the audience and said, "I can't start praying. God is waiting for that person."
Suddenly my eyes were opened. The great God himself, the One who created heaven, earth and everything that fills this world, is waiting for me - this small human being that speculates, "Am I a sinner or am I not? Am I to step forward or am I not to?" As soon as I rose from the chair I understood what a great sinner I was and how guilty I was before God.
On my way to the stage I was thinking, "How can the Holy Lord touch me and cleanse me from all of my sins?" But this miracle did happen! God has accepted me!
I have been a believer for 9 years now, and I've never been sorry about my decision. I constantly recall the day of my repentance. And one day this song, an evidence of my repentance, was born.
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