The Day I Accepted Jesus Into My Heart: Tell Me So That I May Believe In Him
“Jesus heard that they had thrown him out, and when he found him, he said, “Do you believe in the Son of Man?” “Who is He, sir?” the man asked. “Tell me so that I may believe in Him.” Jesus said, “You have now seen Him; in fact, He is the one speaking with you.” Then the man said, “Lord, I believe,” and he worshiped him.” (John 9:35–38)
I was about 11 years old at children’s Bible camp when something wonderful happened to me. Sitting at the back of our camp auditorium with my ministry leader I felt something I never felt before. It was a beautiful feeling that beckoned me. It beckoned me to move, to move into a Holy place where He was waiting for me with open arms.
What could this strange sensation be? I could not explain it, but it was overwhelmingly real. I could not deny it. I kept seeing all these little bodies going forward. They were walking towards the altar. “Why were they crying,” I thought to myself. I really don’t remember the preaching. I was too busy being mesmerized by the activity of moving bodies and wet faces. Streams of tears, yet they were not sad tears.
Finally, I could no longer contain myself. I felt myself walking slowly, without a word I walked forward to the One who