My Conversion to Christ
I haven’t always been a member of the church. In fact, my parents left the church when I was six years old. From the age of early teens, I have not stopped searching for God in my life.
In my search for God, I think I tried nearly every religion out there. Being from Bondi, NSW, Australia, Eastern religions was very popular, so I tried meditating with the Harry Christeners, practicing non-attachment with the Brahma Kumaris, tried to achieve self-actualization through meditation, yoga, and new age teachings along with healing practices such as Reiki.
No matter how hard I tried and how dedicated I was I still had that hole in my soul that something was missing.
As Christians, we know that the missing piece is the love and presence of the holy spirit and Heavenly Father.
In my early 30’s, I couldn’t bear the pain of this big hole in my heart and soul, and I fell to my knees and prayed. Now, I do have to tell you that praying at that time almost felt repulsive because I had been in these new age and Eastern religions for so long and they teach you that you have the key to self-actualization. So, it becomes almost egoic because you are taught that you are one saving yourself. Thus, you are or will be a God.
Psalms 51:17 tells us that “The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.” I can tell you my spirit was open, and it felt like my soul was wounded. I fell on my knees and prayed deeply, bearing my heart and soul to Christ.
The next day, I called my Nan in the UK. She is the most loving person I have ever come across, and we had a strong bond and love for each other. My Nan had left the church several years ago as she believed she found something inconsistent in the Dead Sea Scrolls. Due to her leaving the church you could understand my surprise when she brought up out of the blue that I needed to go back to church. It was so left field in the conversation because we were not talking about religion or God.
With that being said, I got my answer: I needed to go back to church, and I did. That action changed my life forever. The pain in my heart and soul disappeared. I was married not long after, and before I knew it I had my first child Harrison on the way.
I testify that God does answer prayers, just like he did with mine. If you bear your heart and soul to him, he will help you.
Today, I am happily married with three beautiful children and a wonderful husband. Life could not be any better.