He's Your Friend ☺

The best decision I ever made. This is how I was saved, in 1987. I was 17, almost 18. It was the beginning of my senior year. I was at school one day, and got a note from the office that said, "leave class, come to my work." It was from my mom. So I left school early that day and went to her work, went in, found her with a look of urgency on her face. She had been crying. She said, "Amy, Amy, I have to talk to you, sit down." I really thought someone had died by the sound of her voice. She then told me about Jesus, of all things! She witnessed to me! Out of the blue, especially for my family, in the 1980s. What on earth? We never really talked about God, and the only religious instruction I ever got was when in catholic school in the 70's. And that was never about Jesus. So I had no idea where her sense of urgency was coming from. But I listened to her. She told me that Jesus was the Son of God, and that it wasn't enough just to believe in God. I needed to believe that Jesus came to earth and died on the cross for my sins. I needed to repent of all my sins, and ask Him to forgive me. And I needed to ask Jesus to come into my heart and be my Savior, and begin a relationship with Him, and that I needed to "go home and do this right now." I told her I would, and I did. That September day in 1987, I drove home, I was alone, my siblings were still in school and my dad still at work. I went in my room, knelt down at the foot of my bed, and did just what my mom told me to do. I had never really prayed before, not like this, just simple saying grace before eating (at other people's houses) and reciting the prayers taught us in catholic school. As I knelt down and began to pray, I was overcome with chills, a beautiful warm sensation poured over me, starting at the top of my head, covering me. I felt the presence of Jesus for the first time in my life in that moment. I was saved. When my mom came home later, she told me what happened. An employee of hers couldn't work on Wednesday nights due to Bible Study, and this began to inconvenience my mom, until finally my mom inquired as to why this was so important to her. The woman answered, and ended up witnessing to my mom, and my mom got saved. She said the first thing she felt impressed on her heart, was to pass the information on to me. I was saved on the same day as my mom, I think. The first thing I did, later that same evening, was witness to my 8 year old little brother, then, my little sister. My mom said she also witnessed to my older sister during that same time. So Jesus came to my family in the Fall of 1987. My life hasn't been the same since. This is how I got saved. ♥