JUST RUMORS?
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It was around January 1977 when I accepted Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior and this counsellor got me to sign the dotted line and remember that date (which I now forget, but, yeah … January 1977) as the day I became a born-again Christian with the assurance of salvation. That happened in the context of our school’s annual “Christian Emphasis Week”—which, being annual, happens every year. And every year, I was regularly accepting Jesus as Lord and Savior since I was in grade school. In 1977 I was a senior in high school. So, I raised that "detail" to the counsellor; his reply was that since I kept doing it every year, meant that I did not have that “assurance of salvation”, but since I now know about it, I can look to this event as the day I got saved.
Eh?
Critical me left wondering how “different” this event was from the earlier times; if by definition among born-again Christians that accepting Jesus into your heart was what saved you, then it has to be pointed out that the earliest bed time prayer in form of a song my mom taught me went:
“Into my heart
Come into my heart
Lord Jesus
Come in today
Come in Tuesday” (sic)*
*Give me a break, I was four years old … (yeah, a little older later, I was wondering what the deal was with Tuesday).
I was singing that every night until it alternated with new songs I would learn. As my repertoire increased, it got buried as just among the numerous songs in my playlist. That went on until it sorta became childish and corny; but then it was replaced by those annual evangelistic events in school. To be honest, there were those nights where I was not in the mood to say my prayer. But then there were those dark and stormy nights where it meant the world to me.
Really.
Sincerely.
And would the guy who said “let the children come to me” not honor those times?
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