I was in a place where I was so lukewarm about Jesus. Not in my speech but in my heart and actions. I hated talking about Him with people outside of my family because I  was so terrified of offending people. I hardly read my Bible unless I was told to, and I had started to feel myself getting angry whenever my sister would ask me to have Bible study with her. 

 

I didn’t understand why the rage was so strong, and I tried to press it down. I felt embarrassed and ashamed that I’d never led a single soul to Christ, and I would often think to myself that if I died now I genuinely didn’t know if I'd make it to heaven. That scared me more than anything. 

 

Then I started watching a few testimony videos. I saw the raw emotion in people, and I heard the things that they’d overcome. They were sure with all of their being that Jesus had brought them out of their situations. I was literally watching ex-witches and ex-warlocks talk about how God delivered them from the occult and satanism. 

 

Suddenly, I felt a dramatic shift, like I just felt His Spirit in my room, then I felt His Presence in my body. I started to pray and worship in my dorm room. I danced, jumped, and lifted my hands. I had an overwhelming feeling of joy in my heart. I’ve been on a spiritual high ever since. I want to share the gospel for the first time, and I don’t mind if people get upset or offended anymore. I don’t have to wrestle with myself to read my Bible now. I have the desire to do so. 

 

My soul is finally at peace. I am sure that if I died tonight, I would be with my Father. I am free.