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Hi,
I've been a Christian for just under two years and when I finally gave my whole life to Christ I felt so good, but I never broke down into tears or had a huge emotional change and I was wondering what was your experiences when you accepted Christ into your life? Were you very emotional or were you like me, more calm?
God Bless
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It's okay to be calm. Not everyone has a road-to-Damascus experience.
In my conversion, calmness was in fact what my body had been craving. I was this horribly nervous, fidgeting anxious person with constant insomnia. I realized a few months after I had accepted Christ that all those problems were completely gone.
I realize by saying that, it might be adding to the expectation that you should be getting drama and lightning bolts from heaven. But I'm just saying God ministers to each of us differently, depending on our needs.
Change is certain in the Christian life - but yours could be happening in ways not so visibly measurable. Rather than delivering you from 'sins of commission', you could be learning about your 'sins of omission'. In other words, God might be showing you the things you need to START doing rather than just the minority bad things you need to STOP doing.
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Yea, I never had a road-to-damascus type of conversion experience. Mine was more progressional. so don't worry, not everyone has to cry rivers to be saved.
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I was clam ....but super excited...I was like both at the same time.
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Originally Posted by isshedeadyet? I was clam ....but super excited...I was like both at the same time.
You were a clam?
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personally i was broken @_@ but i do know people who was like.. what? Jesus? okay...i see now...okayw00t to da Jesus! lol.. well not exactly... but yeah not a tear jerking scene.
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Originally Posted by Jay42 I was this horribly nervous, fidgeting anxious person with constant insomnia. I realized a few months after I had accepted Christ that all those problems were completely gone. WELL...Before I was saved, I was quite the rebel, I was some sort of chronic depressant, moralist/anarchist, goth, I had even one day gotten arrested.....I won't go into details over that....
What happened was I used to go to one of those normal teen-junkie high schools, where every day is chroming day, (Though I've never done drugs), and I just got...really.....REALLY....sadist, depressed, one of those self centered narcissist/masochists, and so on, so on, and I decided halfway through the year I'd move schools to this tiny school called The Ballarat Christian college....I don't know what inspired me to enroll there...I'd never been a Christian and once believed I was the world's paramount atheist.....Yet I ended up there the next week.
The last half of that year I got better before I got worse. I wasn't really accepted and received all that well by my new peers, because I didn't share their common lives of praise and worship. I sort of fell down this huge glitch only I could fit through into some kind of pergatory. I had constant headaches, really bad insomnia(my cure was to go on 5 hour night walks) and a very immature temperament that used to keep away all the happy people, thus making me a social cadaver.
Then, after the worst Christmas(and my misdemeanour with those public servants known as 'cops'), I cut my losses, started listening to what the pastors had to say in chapel....and listen to the words of their music. I sort of drifted back to a world of glory and wonders(got a few more friends) and eventually, I became totally infatuated with the word of God. I started attending Youth Group, and found that I was accepted as an equal....WOW....
And one day, Pastor Phil took me into his office, shared with me a great spiritual confirmation, and I prayed my heart out, asking for forgiveness, redemption from all my sins.....And I can remeber how I felt....I meant it so much.
Yet, with my salvation, I guess you could say it bought a new kind of depression, unlike the one I came out of. I started to cry, marvelling at Christ, cry about beauty.....
And the trigger....it was a guy.....He was one of those bought up in a Christian household, he had no choice in his belief...He was half blind, and by the age of thirty, he will go completely blind, yet I was dumbfounded by the way he carried on with life, content with what he had, even when burdened with this disability...and he was 100% for God. He helped me, he really did....for I was so selfish!!!!!
There I was, making a scene, being ungreatful for all the good things I was blessed with, and then there was he, worser off, yet happy....loving God to the best of his abilities. And I fell in love and I haven't fallen out of it.
He lended me a CD(ANtiskeptic's Aurora) and I listened to it over and over, every song more beautiful....it made an astounding difference compared to my previous screaming death junkie music. And that's why I cried.....Because everything is so beautiful....Now that I have ridden the black and white world ruled by advocates of evil that will hatch sombre life forms that will corrupt the mind and amalgamate with my morbid dreams.....The world flooded with colour.....
And God wanted me before I even knew it
reasons:

• The only reason I started talking to that boy was because we found out we had the same birthday.
  When I had the really, really bad insomnia, The only thing I could do was stay up late and watch TV, and the only thing on was Christian revival programmes.
  He planned for me to get arrested that day...so it would lead me down a path.
  He planned for my partner in crime to move away...so I would be destitute of evil accomplices.(I had a bad friend)
  He gave me the ability to be grave and precocious, so I could show people even though I was lacking something emotionally, I was beneficial to academical standards for my age(I am 14 now)(used to be 13)
  He motivated me(although I was not aware) to move to a Christian environment, as I had a rather stubborn understanding of the same old vulgar lifestyle acheived by rotting away in government schools.
  Most of all, he shined a little light in through my black sack where I was in exile, hiding from what my sub-conscious knows as an infinate truth.

And to this day, I still cry at Christianity, not in remorse, yet in allegience. Because I'm honoured that they could even accept me into their exclusive group of purity...even after what I've done.....
But God loves everyone....I know that....And I'm so glad he decided it was time for me to know....Because I was ever so close to suicide/homicide and other irrational feats.... he saved me from the darkness that is slowly but surely consuming a lot of people oblivious to his grace. I can't quote any scriptures, and I don't know if I'm speaking the divine truth... yet this is what i feel....
Sorry for boring you with half of my life story....but no one has replied to my personal testimony...and you can't keep letting stuff like this bubbling inside of you...rue be the day I errupt with unspoken words consequential to someone's ears.
PS--The reason I started this with a quote is because I wanted to stress the fact that I still suffer from insomnia, and despite my hyperactivity and awareness at the moment, it is ten minutes to three in the morning here in Australia, and i have been up for an odd.....53 hours now.(And counting)
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Hi gfresh
I wasn't emotional either-I have been saved for about 5yrs now and I have never been really emotional. I actually thought something was wrong with me because everyone was crying during worship time at church. But its just the way people are! Don't worry-you're not alone and your not weird or anything
GBU=god bless u
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Meggie --
Awesome testimony. I was so shocked when I read that you were only 13. Thanks for sharing it.
Although my "conversion experience" was when I was a little kid (not much emotion), there have been times throughout my life that have been, once again, complete surrender. Some have been emotional, but others have just been that I knew the truth and needed to change.
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My experience was a very calm thing. I had been attending "Afterschool youth ministry" at the churhc my mom wanted me to go to and stuff. I talked to the Youth Director a little and he told me to read "the Roman Road" which as most of you know, is in every single Jack Chick Tract . Anyway, i read it and I felt a tugging, not a geart, Cry-yielding tug, but a gentle tug from God to pray. So I did. It wasn't a great prayer, or anything. I just asked for forgivenss and accepted Christ. Nothing major.
I have often questioned my salvation because it wasn't "insane and emotional" but as [jam Master] Jay said, God works in eachof us differently.
This reply ended up being a little longer than I meant to have it. Hmm.
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personally, i thought that i was a christian and then I committed a felon and went to jail and then i realized that if God was really inside of me then why was I such a bad person, why was i experimenting with drugs, and why did i feel so guilty all of the time. i was trying to cope with my hurt of living without jesus christ. I accepted christ right there in that jail cell and he took all of my guilt and sin away. It was awesome, passionate experience and i was excited but i still had so many trials and troubles ahead with jail and all. It was a real test of my faith but God is good and he always kept me safe. When i thought that i had been forgotten he reminded me that he was still there with me. What a testimony i have!!! Jesus saved me! He revealed to me what was in my heart and i gave it all to him and now i live for God. I grow in my relationship with him everyday. I rejected the truth but now i walk in it. I was once led by my own selfish desires and i am now lead by the Spirit of God!!! GOD IS GOOD!!!
I challenge you to examine your heart. Is Jesus living there? Is the fruit of the spirit apparent in your life? The bible says that a tree is judged by it's fruit. If you aren't sure that you have been saved, then just say, "Lord, I believe that you died for me and rose again that i might get up from where i've fallen spiritually over and over again and rise again. I love you and your ways. I want you to be apparent in all that i do. I want to know you. I will live for you for all of my days. I will follow you and proclaim what you have commanded me in your Word. Thank you Jesus for dying for me. Amen!!!
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Mine was more of a crying thing...I remember I went on a church trip. It was this place and it was like a Hell thing. Just to show you what it would be like and stuff. It was really weird. I dunno...it basically scared the crap out of me. I wasn't a Christian when i went, a friend invited me. I remember coming back and hearing the Christian music on the radio..and how amazing it seemed...I mean after my Eminem and 50 cent...Relient K just sounded so...awsome.
I rememeber getting home that night... and going to bed and taking a really...REALLY good look at my life. And how I was 14 (month from 15 now) and all the stupid, sinful things i was doing. I ran around with the worst kid in my school all the summer before...some girls came that were his friends (they wern't so great either) and we went to someoen elses house were the parents wern't there and well...we did stuff...
I layed in bed praying for i have no clue how long. It was the most amazing thing I have ever felt in my life. After I asked for forgivness and asked Jesus to come into my life, It was like someone came and gave me a big hug... I've been changed sence then.
I've always wondered why people won't except Jesus. You can tell them how great a feeling it is and they just shake their head. I've tried so hard to turn ppl towards Christ and all i would get is "God could nvr help me now".
Anyway...I did cry a river of tears...
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Im a very conservative kind of guy, quiet, and the guys who speaks unless spoken to no, really, unless i felt the need to speak out.
when i accepted Christ, thoughts went through my head, things i did, said, and thought, and what He did for me.
then, i just knelt down and started crying.
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Originally Posted by MoOMaN_2679 I've always wondered why people won't except Jesus. You can tell them how great a feeling it is and they just shake their head. I've tried so hard to turn ppl towards Christ and all i would get is "God could nvr help me now".
Anyway...I did cry a river of tears... Read Romans 1, beginning at vv. 18. Unbelievers have the Truth about God revealed to them in every breath they take, every twig, every branch, the very ground they walk on. They know God, but they refuse to acknowledge Him and supress the Truth in their wickedness.
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I was once an "unbeliever." In fact, I accepted Christ about 2 weeks ago. I didn't cry or get emotional. My mom is a devoted Christian, goes to church every sunday, and also morning services at 5 in the morning on wednesday's and friday's. I was grown up under a Christian Household...and I went to Church regularly from when I was a baby to about the fifth grade. After that I refused to go to Church. I decided that Jesus didn't exist and that I was worshipping an absolute nothing.
When I was in the ninth grade I kept thinking the same thing. Oh how my mom tried to drag me out of bed and take me to church. Probably one of the biggest reasosn why I refused to go at all to church was because my mom used force to get me to church. As a freshman in highschool she decided that I had to go to church and so she literally tried to drag me out of bed, and when I didn't budge she hit me, punched me, and slapped me. After that I vowed I would never go to church. Everytime I'm at a family gathering, there is always a long prayer that my grandmother does. They speak in Korean (as we are all korean) and my korean isn't that great, so I can only catch a few words of what they say. I always see my mom and aunt crying, and usually it's cause my grandma says something about how I need to accept Christ. I thought that was a load of crap. I thought they were overemotional and being stupid.
And that's when I met a friend who played the guitar and was a devout Christian. He invited me to his church and also told me to listen to some Christian music by third day, sonicflood, relient K, switchfoot, and a whole other load of things. I fell in love instantly. Music--it's my therapy. At first I listened only to the music, and blocked out the lyrics. And slowly I listened to what each Christian artist had to say. I realized what I had to do, and I sat down and prayed for about an hour. I accepted Christ then and there, and asked for forgiveness of my sins.
Icthus, I do not believe that I refused to accept the truth of God. I believe that I truly did not believe a God existed. I believed that it was a waste of time. It was not untill I met my friend now, that I realized my mistakes.
You guys can say that you can't understand why people don't accept God, or how every step we take God is revealed to us. But that's not the way it seems to us. I do not believe I was revealed to God untill recently, through my friend. I do not believe that through every step I took, and every breath I took, that God was revealed to me. God sent this friend to me for me to learn. I could not accept God because I did not believe he was there. Mooman, you mentioned that you tried to turn people towards God and all you could get was a "He can't help me now." I felt that exact same way towards everything happening to me, which was a living hell. Those people you tried to turn might have been the same way I was, trying to accept god in the deepest part of their hearts, so hidden that only God can realize it. And it takes time for that.
I know that might have been a lot of confusing jumble, but I had to let my feeelings out somewhere for the way I felt about accepting Christ. Sorry guys. I'm still not all familiar with all the aspects of Christianity. I don't know all the scriptures in the bible, and I don't even attend a church regularly yet, though I'm starting to go to my friend's church every fri and sunday's now. For me it was just the simple act of accepting Christ that was my first step.