URI:
   DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       The Alpha and The Omega Christian Forums
  HTML https://thealphatheomega.createaforum.com
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       *****************************************************
   DIR Return to: Introductions
       *****************************************************
       #Post#: 178--------------------------------------------------
       My Conversion. 
       By: Edwin. Date: February 25, 2013, 6:11 am
       ---------------------------------------------------------
       How I became a Christian.‏
       
       I was nearly 30 years old when the Lord saved me. For most of
       that time I was either agnostic, atheist, or indifferent. For as
       long as I can remember I have always had an insatiable thirst
       for knowledge. How does this work?. How does that work?. What
       makes people what they are?. When my schoolboy friends were out
       playing games like cricket, football, or chasing girls, I would
       be found in the local library reading room finding out as much
       as I could about my latest interest.
       
       With a name like Brain, and my interests it is no wonder I got
       the nickname, "The professor", or, "Mister know it all". I
       didn't really care what they called me, I was a loner. I would
       do my own thing in my own way. I particularly enjoyed a battle
       of wits with anyone, as I always won, or at least I thought so.
       I especially looked out for people of a Religious disposition,
       as I really enjoyed exercising my superior knowledge, and
       shooting them down in flames as it were, but then one day in the
       late summer of 1961 when looking out of the office window where
       I worked, I saw in our car park a Bedford mini bus with the
       words, "Even Christ pleased not himself", written on its side in
       letters of gold 3" high.
       
       I enquired whose this was, and the owner was pointed out to me.
       I made my mind up there and then that he would be my next
       victim. In due course I spoke to this man, and to cut a long
       story short he invited me to his home, to which I went for 8
       successive Friday evenings, I was very much impressed with him,
       he is very well educated, and also very sincere. He wanted me to
       become a Christian like him, and kept on asking me if I was yet
       ready to receive Jesus as my saviour. I told him I could say the
       words he wanted me to say, but I knew that I would not mean
       them, not that I did not want to, I did, but I knew that it
       would not work if I didn't mean what I said.
       
       The problem was the enormity of my sin, which I considered to
       great for God to forgive. It was near to midnight, and his wife
       and his 5 children were all in bed. At this point the Lord
       caused his youngest child a girl about 18 months old, to cry
       out, he excused himself and left the room, saying I don't want
       my wife to be disturbed, I will go and see what is the matter.
       This left me alone as it were, I said to myself this man wants
       me to become a Christian like him, well maybe someday I will.
       But if I ever do then I will have to do what they do, they pray,
       and I don't know how to pray.
       
       I wondered what to do next, I had opened the bible a number of
       times whilst visiting my friend, and often found the verses that
       I read spoke to me powerfully, often dealing with the very
       problem that I had in my mind at that moment. Now I opened it
       once again at random, and found myself reading Luke Ch 11 from v
       1. "Teach me how to pray". The Lord spoke to me in His still
       small voice, and said "Why am I doing this, why am I as it were
       taking time off from running this vast universe to come down
       into this room to be with you to cause you to open my book just
       where I want you to open it, to read the very verse that I want
       you to read that tells you that I know just what your problem
       is, if as you say your sin is too great for me to forgive?.
       
       I had no answer for this, and with tears streaming down my face
       I looked up and said "Because you love me"...
       
       That is how I became a Christian.
       
       PS. The above was written about eight years ago, and before I
       realized the significance of the actual date of my new birth,
       which as it happened was Friday the 8th of December 1961, and
       also that it was the 8th successive Friday evening. As I feel
       sure you are aware the number 8 in the Bible means, fresh start,
       new beginning,
       although all this happened more than 51 years ago, it is only
       recently that I have seen the connection
       
       Every blessing
       
       Edwin Brain.
       *****************************************************