Yesterday, as usual, I went to my Saturday night Bible study. We started about one of our fellows' spiritual birthday. Last week, Yi accepted Jesus Christ as her savior. (What a shame I wasn't there !) Then I started talking about how I didn't have a spiritual birthday, and that I always believed. Lisa then said that believing and giving yourself to the Lord is very different... She asked me if I ever remembered a moment when I realised that my faith made a huge step forward.
Then I knew when that spiritual birthday was.
The first time I went to the UK, my mother in law NEVER convinced me to go to church with them. My excuse was : Oh I'm a catholic, I can't go to your church. Catholic church was my comfort zone. I could say I "belonged" to a church and sleep like a baby at night because I thought I was saved. But still didn't go to church every Sunday, as it was "boring". And to be honest, I was avoiding the unknown by staying in the comfort of that denomination I didn't even associate with. (Not that I don't like them. I just didn't feel at ease with that church. That's different.) I was brought up catholic, but it started to feel artificial and meaningless to me.
The second time I went to the UK, I decided that I would go to church with the family. I mean, they couldn't be weird people. I knew half of the people attending already, it couldn't be that bad. When the worship started, I didn't get up at first. Then I did. And I sang. And felt the Spirit filling me with joy and peace. Then I knew I belonged there, and that I would keep on singing for the Lord.
And since then, it never stopped.
I can say I definitely started my walk with the Lord on that day. July 5th 2007.