I’ll never forget that day.
The auditorium was full and the speaker had called us all forward for prayer. Probably no one else thought it was anything spectacular, but for me – well, it changed my life.
Six months before I had broken up with my boyfriend with whom I had been for about a year. That year was a year of full-blown rebellion. I broke so many rules at the Bible school I attended that its any wonder they didn’t kick me out – not to mention how many personal convictions I had violated.
I went home for the summer holidays, and while I was under my parents’ roof, where I felt the conviction of the Holy Spirit day in and day out, I couldn’t help but admit that I was in a dangerous place spiritually.
Before me were two paths and I knew the choice would be final for me. I could follow God’s voice or I could continue going in the direction I was going – which would lead to utter destruction.
One thing was clear – I couldn’t walk the fence any longer. I could no longer play this game with God.
Praise the Lord – I made the correct choice.
I returned to school in the fall, and the first day while we were worshiping God touched me so powerfully that I began to shake all over. I shook and wept uncontrollably for at least a half hour. I had never experienced anything like this before, and I told my friend later that God had to just shake all that sin out of me.
Yet, I continued to feel such deep guilt. I constantly remembered my sin. I repented a thousand times and carried around such deep sorrow because I knew my testimony was ruined – all my friends had witnessed my failure.
Yet here I stood at the front of the auditorium for prayer. Around me were two thousand students and to them this day was like any other. For me, it was a day I’d never forget.